On September 8th, 2008, my mother and I loaded up my van and took turns driving down to Forest Hills, Queens, for what has turned into the adventure of a lifetime.
I walk through Central Park nearly every day on my way to work.
On a normal day, this is my view:
I have two jobs that bring me a huge amount of joy and satisfaction, at the end of the day. And I have met a dazzling array of interesting people who have enriched my life along the way.
Yes, even you, Brooklyn.