‘Happiness cannot be travelled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.’ Denis Waitely
In my last post entitled ‘A journey is a person in itself: no two are alike….’ I wrote about my very early experiences when visiting America via the United States Liner, in January of 1966.
The moment when we sailed under the newly constructed Verazanno Bridge, which connects Brooklyn to Staten Island, into New York Harbor will always stay etched in my mind’s eye. It had been an extremely rough five day crossing, one that was to go down in the annals, and so let it suffice to say that the sight of land was most welcome.
As we glided past Staten Island towards Manhattan, I had no idea that one year later I would have a baby and be living in Harbor View Place on Staten Island.
Fast forward to the present and technology which would have been considered pure science fiction back in 1966. About a year ago a friend and neighbour from my Staten Island days contacted me through Facebook.
It so happens that she and her husband were born and raised in Georgia….and so yes, I managed to catch up with them, albeit very briefly on my recent trip. Here are some photographs taken during the period when we were neighbours from 1967 til 1969.
This was me on the left, Mimi Kollf who was the wonderful woman we rented our cottages from, and Ellen on the far right. I had forgotten this, but apparently we were dressed in costume to celebrate something very special:) This would have been taken in 1967.
By the way one of the Staten Island Ferries is named after Mimi’s father, Cornelious Kollf who helped to develop a lot of Staten Island, way back when.
This image of me with Jarrod (who is now 47) is priceless. I love the plastic bags I am wearing over my shoes:)
It’s wonderful to reconnect with people from our past….especially when the memories of them are very happy ones.
I plan to write much more about my early days in the States…..I am beginning to realise that they are now part of history:)
May the hummingbirds be with you all.