Category Archives: Little G

Happy Birthday To Us

Trainjotting turns 5 this week. Yes, in January of 2007, we were a rambling forum for scattered thoughts about commuting on Metro-North. Our kids were 1 and not born yet, and shades of gray were just starting to show at … Continue reading

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The Missus Shall Be Knittin’ Since I Lost My Mitten

I lost a trusted ally, particularly in these frigid months, just before the holidays. Seven or eight years ago, The Missus knitted me a beautiful pair of gray wool mittens. The mittens were more than wooly hand warmers to me–they … Continue reading

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Come On Feel the Noyee-eeaze

I was late, and cold, as I flew on my bike down Heartbreak Hill. I was thankful for the warmth of the wool mittens The Missus had knitted for me many years ago. (More on that tomorrow.) I was cruising … Continue reading

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Taking Amtrak to Virginia, and a Subway to Westchester

Upon our return from Big Sis’s place in Virginia Beach in September, after a combined, oh, 19 or so hours on Amtrak, Little G was nearly inconsolable to no longer have his cousins around to play with. So we asked, half … Continue reading

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NOTES FROM A NOREASTER: Just Wild About ‘Harry’

Father In Law spent the storm shuffling outside with a ruler to measure the full magnitude of the snowstorm. Four inches, six inches, eight. He comes back in late Saturday as the storm winds down. “It’s 9 3/4 inches!” he announces, … Continue reading

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Scamtrak & Glamtrak: A Tale of Two Train Trips

We put Amtrak to a major test over the long Rosh Hosh weekend, as the four of us–TJ, The Missus, Little G, Little Miss C–took the train to Newport News, Virginia en route to Big Sis’s place in Virginia Beach, and … Continue reading

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A Not So Beautiful Day In the Neighborhood

It’s the evening after the work day. It’s muggy. I’m sticky, I’m tired, I’m cranky. I’ve just walked my bike up Little Heartbreak Hill, moments after cresting Heartbreak Hill itself. I’m two blocks from home when the neighbor’s children, who … Continue reading

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Acela Seats Too Pricey

It’s around midway through the Mets-Cubs game, and the Mets have around as many hits as they do errors. The kids, making their first visit to Citi and caring not a whit about anything in front of them outside of Mr. … Continue reading

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Dam It, Where’s My Movie?

In the almost five years we’ve been in Westchester, we’d never ventured to one of the outdoor summer movies they show at Kensico. I remember seeing signs for it as we circled the crazy Bronx River Loop like the Griswolds … Continue reading

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Not Taking the Train to the Game

A friend bequeathed me some Yankee tickets for last night’s game, so I decided to take Little G to his first major league ballgame. This was not without some deliberation. Rooting for the Yankees is absolutely forbidden is politely discouraged … Continue reading

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