My New York

This is an occasional photoblog from A Chicken In Every Granny Cart.

There are roughly three New Yorks. There is first the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter–the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these three trembling cities the greatest is the last–the city of final destination, the city that is a goal.

~E.B. White Here Is New York


4 Responses to “My New York”

  1. I stumbled on you when I tried to use the net summon a picture of the nypd stable I wandered into as a boy of about 8. I doubt if it is the same one I thought was somewhere on the lower east side but the interior looks like it. It brought a tear but then so many things do these days. I think I will write down what I was thinking about. I am of the first sort.

    Thanks and keep going and don’t ever stop.


  2. What a great quote by E.B. White. I always associate him with Boston because of his children’s book The Trumpet of The Swan. Though I don’t recall where he is actually from.

  3. Hi Pagan Sphinx. Thanks so much for stopping by! I had to look up where E.B. White is from, because the minute you said Boston, I second guessed myself. He lived in Maine for much of his life, but was born in upstate New York, went to Cornell (in very upstate N.Y.) and then worked at the New Yorker and Harper’s here in the city. I love that quote too, and the entire essay is worth reading. It’s delightful and poignant and funny and touching. I hope you enjoy it.

  4. Great blog! I really love all the pictures

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