Monday, February 05, 2007

 

Cold weather observations and memories

Today was the coldest that New York City has been for 2 years – 9 degrees Fahrenheit, -13 degrees Centigrade during the morning commute (-10 F/-23 C with the wind chill). I’m one of the lucky ones. My Mum knits a lot of sweaters, and among my collection are two, super warm numbers. Heeding expert advice, I went out in layers – sweater and scarf set, hoodie and overcoat. Didn’t help my feet much!

Not everyone was dressed sensibly. On my commute, I saw a man with a thin overcoat and a business shirt with the top button undone. I couldn’t see if a suit jacket was concealed. At lunchtime, I saw a woman wearing a skirt which barely cleared the bottom of her coat, with neither reaching her knees. Her stockings looked sheer. She actually wore open, summer sandals! The best was as I was leaving the office: A man wearing a business shirt and tie, with no jacket or coat. Absolute madness!

My first thought was that the last guy was a complete idiot – who was he trying to impress?!! Then I remembered that quite a few years ago, I was in a West Orange liquor store on a similar day. Also in there was a young man just arrived from Minneapolis. No surprise he was wearing just a T-shirt and thin jacket. To him, it was almost a spring day! And then there was me! Until my Thyroid Gland was irradiated 9 or 10 years ago, I had Hyper-Thyroidism. For two straight very cold winters, I would go to work with my coat and top shirt button undone. I would walk from the Park & Ride to the Newark City Subway and I would be dripping with sweat by the time I took my seat. People who were all wrapped up and still freezing, looked at me as if I was from another planet!!

One more memory was triggered today. It was either December 1980 or the following month. I was walking near One University Place, which used to be a bit of a meat market type of bar. The temperature had dipped to around zero Fahrenheit. Coming towards me was a young woman who appeared to be wearing shocking pink stockings and a mini skirt. As our paths crossed, I realised – those weren’t stockings, but her bare legs!

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