tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36892255.post1941703207681768114..comments2024-03-26T10:40:40.676-04:00Comments on Pardon Me For Asking: A Moment In Time: The Lady In The WindowKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17882047670852126739noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36892255.post-47325347665256763662011-04-13T12:34:18.997-04:002011-04-13T12:34:18.997-04:00I thought the same thing.
There used to be a littl...I thought the same thing.<br />There used to be a little lady in the window on First Place between Court and Smith. Years ago, when I used to walk by with my kids, I always asked them to wave to her. Her smile of gratitude was priceless.<br />One day she was gone and shortly afterwards, the apartment was renovated. <br />I still look up at that window and in my mind, I see her sitting there.Katiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06484246196723019291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36892255.post-47585666913375192092011-04-13T12:25:30.919-04:002011-04-13T12:25:30.919-04:00Pretty sure this will be me one day!Pretty sure this will be me one day!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16549500158780025781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36892255.post-7185151632018798672011-04-12T21:07:17.659-04:002011-04-12T21:07:17.659-04:00This is soooo Brooklyn! I love it! When I was gr...This is soooo Brooklyn! I love it! When I was growing up, the older ladies on the block would ask one of us kids to go to the grocery store for her, and from an upper floor, using a string, she would lower a basket with money in it. When we'd return with her groceries, she'd tell us to keep a quarter.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36892255.post-87903152237171774282011-04-12T19:40:35.355-04:002011-04-12T19:40:35.355-04:00There was a lady, Millie, who lived on Hoyt and wa...There was a lady, Millie, who lived on Hoyt and was always looking out her window. A few times when she saw me walking down President pushing Kaya in the stroller she would go, "Pssssst, pssssst," wave us over and then throw down a package of Fig Newtons. She always had a treat.Cynthianoreply@blogger.com