As I have already shared in Reflections #1 & #2, our trip to New York City last week to attend the World Baseball Classic Qualifier was full of surprises. No greater surprise was that of New York City itself. As mentioned, this was really the first time there for both of us and we each carried with us our prejudices. Robin never wanted to visit there as her mind was filled with the stereotype of the rude New Yorker and muggings in Central Park. I knew there was much more to the U.S.’s biggest city than that, but I still was in no way prepared for the reality we would encounter.
First, we met some of the most friendly and helpful people in our entire lives there – and I am talking about strangers! In my first reflection I tell the story of the lady who came up from behind us to direct us to the better restaurant. Another time, as we got off the subway, we weren’t sure which way to go. So another lady noticing this, asked us if we needed help and pointed us in the right direction. Wherever we were, it was the same. On the street, in restaurants, in our hotel, it was all the same. I will share about the particular friendliness among the fans at the ballpark in my next (and final) reflection.
But speaking of the ballpark, I mentioned the friendliness of New Yorkers to a person I was talking to during one of the games, and he suggested that it was the effect of 9/11. The attack on the city and the great loss of life, according to him, changed the people for the better. I personally wouldn’t know, but we were certainly impressed.
[Note: I would guess that many of you reading this could share negative stories about New York. But every city has its share of good and bad. We are grateful for the privilege of seeing some of the good.]
Speaking of 9/11, our second of two excursions into Manhattan coincided with a special event called “The 2016 Tunnel to Towers 5K Run and Walk,” in support of the Stephen Siller Tunnel to Towers Foundation. Stephen Siller was a New York City fire fighter, who had just gone off duty when he heard about the attack on the first tower. Not able to drive from the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel due to the road closure, he strapped his 60 lbs. of gear to his back and ran through the tunnel to the World Trade Center, where he gave his life saving others. The foundation raises money for injured rescue and military servicemen and women. At least 25,000 people took part that day.
Our first destination that morning was the 9/11 memorial, two enormous waterfall pools, where each of the two towers once stood. Etched in metal around the perimeters are all the names of the over 2600 people who died there. Here is a brief video I took of the north pool, where the first tower to be hit was. To grasp the size of the pool, look at the people on the opposite side.
Later, back in the subway, we saw a couple of young ladies who must have been part of the Run & Walk. I will let the photo speak for itself:
A version of the words on her shirt is here.
Whether it be the magnitude of the heroics of Stephen Siller and people like him, the height of the buildings, the vast beauty of the surrounding area or Central Park, the impact of seeing Times Square or the theaters on Broadway, New York is big – but it was the bigness of its heart that impressed more than its size.