Telracs, I will look up that area online. I think I have seen pictures of benches near the V-N bridge, but it's been a while.
Talk about twists and turns: I tripped while crossing my street on the way to going to laundromat with cart to pick up laundry. I didn't get there and I called and had it delivered. Last time I tripped and hurt myself was 3 years ago later this month. This could have been much worse than it was. I think the cart must have hit my heel, but it happened so fast that I didn't know what happened. I was face down on the ground, glasses knocked off. Two men helped me up and stayed with me until I got my bearings and my shoe back on. They told me my nose was cut near the top and I was bleeding. I went right back home and cleaned up. Lots of blood. Cut on the nose, bleeding out of the nose (I'm not accustomed to having a bloody nose). Also hit my better knee (the left) and left hand (it's good now), got a scrape near left shoulder.
I put ice on everything that was affected. Put a band-aid across my nose so that I wouldn't touch it or look at it any more. My eyeglasses have a lot of scratching on them. Looks like lenses have to be replaced. Luckily I have another pair, same progressives prescription in rimless frames, and I use various eyeglasses at home -- readers and separate computer glasses. The ones I scratched were my favorites but not the most expensive (rimless ones are).
I was lying down for over an hour, reading, then got up and had some food, listened to Traditions in Swing (a re-run on WKCR Columbia U. -- during covid crisis they are all re-runs because no one has been going in to the station); my cousin Bev in San Francisco called me and we talked a long time. Been watching Peaky Blinders. Going to stop after this 2nd episode of the night. It's very violent. Will go to sleep soon, I hope.
Bev lives in the Tenderloin neighbohood. She said that last Wednesday she was woken up by a phone call and looked at the clock. 10:00. She thought it was night because it was so dark inside and out. It was effect of the fires. She said it was better the next day and improving since then. Worse in Oregon. My friend Emily told me tonight that she has stayed in (Portland) since Thursday.
Weather is beautiful here, cooler than usual, and my plans to walk by the Hudson were squashed. Maybe tomorrow, but I'm not pushing at anything for a few days.
One more thing. It's 9/13. My late brother Paul's birthday who died in 2016. He would be 71 but left this world at age 66.
Hope everyone stays well and that Sunday is good for you.