|Filed Under:||United States / New York|
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|Archived Since:||March 7, 2008|
Metropolitan Diary: A customer described his encounter with postal terminology, and the post office's nonexistent sense of humor about credit card signatures.
Metropolitan Diary: A visitor from Southern California and her daughter saw a kind but mysterious interaction as they walked through a neighborhood.
Wednesday: The mayor's rough patch, sweaty weather, and songs of summer.
Metropolitan Diary: In August 1999, the writer's 80-year-old grandmother in Whitestone, Queens, was caught up in an outbreak of West Nile virus. The virus had no chance.
Tuesday: Growing corn in Brooklyn, more hot weather, and our turtle neighbors.
Brexnak Rojas, a former intern at NewYork-Presbyterian/Allen Hospital, dancing with Rose Koushakjian during the Senior Prom on Monday, where the interns joined the festivities.
Monday: Trump goes to jury duty, more hot weather, and de Blasio's bumpy year.
Metropolitan Diary: A participant in a klezmer concert for Abe Lebewohl, the slain owner of the Second Avenue Deli, noted the irony of his park's being on Peter Stuyvesant's old farm.
The street-cleaning regulations will be suspended because of the Feast of the Assumption.
Metropolitan Diary: For many people, a suitcase is carried, not rolled; a camera has film; and reading material is made from dead trees and is not "media."
Friday and the weekend: The nighttime sky, getting hotter, and the Beatles.
People gathered in Inwood Hill Park in Upper Manhattan on Wednesday for an unobstructed view of the Perseid meteor shower.
Metropolitan Diary: An older man couldn't help giving two 20-somethings a little dating advice.
Thursday: Honoring Hamilton, good weather, and Alfred Hitchcock's eating habits.
Metropolitan Diary: When moving, do not leave your furniture unattended on the sidewalk, or someone might mistake it for a free castoff.
Wednesday: State by state, sunnier weather, and a meteor shower.
Metropolitan Diary: As a child running errands on Columbus Avenue in the 1940s, the writer would detour into the butcher's to watch the live chickens being selected for dinner.
Tuesday: A city of maps, rainy weather, and Central Park's gates.
Monday: Some smelly neighbors, pleasant weather, and an ill-fated marriage.
Metropolitan Diary: Who needs a weather forecaster?