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August 31, 2004 By pia

I was just thinking about how my sister is the only person to appreciate my singing when she called. Told her that and she said, “but you’re so unique, and you’re a great dancer also.” Only as sister can say that as I’m tone deaf and dance well–actually I can but not to any known steps.

She called to say that her daughter, almost ten, was talking to a friend and asked if her parents had any thoughts about what she would look like when she was born.
“I’m adopted.’
“Oh, do you know who your original parents are?”

Niece Jacqueline knows that original parents aren’t real parents, because I’m adopted and my real parents are her grandparents. I never heard the expression original parents before. I like it.

Niece Sam doesn’t want me to move to SoCal but her mom is getting with the program. “We can visit her.”
“No, I want her in New York. She belongs with us.”
“We don’t live with her. She lives in the city and you don’t want to go there.”
“I can change my mind.”

I love my niece much and this made me feel great but hasn’t helped my continuing debate on moving or not. By this time next year I will have made up my mind. For sure; if I haven’t died in a terrorist attack or been hit by a car or any one of ten million other things.

Life is funny in its uncertainty. I think that keeps me going. Know it keeps me young.

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I live in the South, not South Florida, a few blocks from the ocean, and two blocks from the main street. It's called Main Street. Amazes me too.

I'm from New York. I mostly lived in the Mid-Upper East Side, and the heart of the Upper West Side. It amazes me when people talk about how scared they were of Times Square in the 1970's and 1980's.

As my mother said: "know the streets, look out and you'll be fine."

What was scary was the invasion of the crack dens into "good buildings in good 'hoods." And the greedy landlords who did everything they could to get good tenants out of buildings.

I'm a Long Island girl, and proud of it now.
Then I hated everything about the suburbs. Yet somehow I lived in a few great Long Island Sound towns after high school.

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