It’s been a rather tough week for me. Sometimes I can forget that I am a widow and just go through the motions of each day. This week started out differently when I decided to share a petition to re-investigate my husband’s murder on social media.
Before I shared my letter to law makers, I finally viewed the video of the night where the 2 men killed my husband. I had put off ever looking at it. I refused to be interviewed because it was too upsetting. But last weekend I felt ready. Then I felt sick. It is all so wrong.
I have spent 2 years trying hard to focus on the positives in my life. Meeting challenges and adventures with an open heart. People have stopped mentioning Mike to me and are happy that I am moving forward. So this week was different. As more and more people read the letter and viewed the interview with video footage, people expressed outrage that I still do not have answers about why no one was arrested in my husband’s homicide.
And I started playing that night over and over again in my head.
I am doing what I can to fight for justice for Mike. I think he is proud of me not giving up but would not want me to be depressed and sit alone being angry. So to humor him, I went out on the town this weekend. It was the type of night he would have loved.
I took the train from my home the one hour trip to Manhattan. I walked along the chilly streets and and then ducked into the first floor of Macy’s on 34th street. It was a winter wonderland of lights and moving owls. Music was blaring and people were smiling and enjoying the beginning of the holiday season. I stopped to look at new bags but didn’t buy anything, this time. I chatted with sales people about the sudden change in weather.
Next I met a friend who gave me a tour of Grand Central Station. We stopped into The Campbell Bar which is tucked away in a discreet corner of the Grand Central Terminal. This apartment was once the office of railroad tycoon John W. Campbell in the 1920s. It later served as a jail and now a bar. The intricately wood carved ceiling and loft space truly bring you back in time. Cocktails cost about $19.00 each, oh, but the atmosphere!
Next we walked over to Rockefeller Center to see the ice skaters. The giant Christmas Tree is en route and was not there yet but will be soon, and so will the crowds! We walked around the building hoping to get a glimpse of the animals entering the side door for the Christmas Spectacular show at Radio City Music Hall. Each show ends with a nativity scene featuring live animals such as camels, donkeys and sheep. It was opening night but we must have missed the entrance of the animals.
Next stop was the beautifully restored and sparkling St. Patrick’s Cathedral. We lit candles for loved ones and toured the many stunning displays along the sides of the church.
After building up an appetite we headed back to the Grand Central Oyster Bar & Restaurant. What a relic this over 100 year old establishment is. There are several places to eat in the Oyster Bar but we felt we would enjoy sitting at the bar and watching the man prepare soup in the steam kettles. Wow, what a show.
So the waitstaff I believe is part of a union here in New York. Many of the characters have been employed for 30 or more years in this spot. After we sat down, it took several minutes before we were acknowledged by a busy man slamming down 2 small water glasses filled with tap water. We asked for 2 glasses of wine and were given barely a glance and no response. Five minutes later the wine showed up in short stocky glasses and we placed our order for Manhattan clam chowder, Oysters Rockefeller and assorted Oysters (they have an extensive menu of oysters from all over so you order an assortment of west and east coast oysters and get what you get). When a young couple sat down next to us, he asked them if they were going to order food. They said no and he sent them on their way.
It was about the time that our first course arrived that we noticed the crazy soup man. His eyes were bugging out of his head and every few minutes he started to have a conversation and yell at someone. We looked down the bar and noticed no one was engaging with him. This behavior continued throughout our meal, harmless I guess. When we mentioned it to our waiter, he even got a bit crazy and shared stories of other waiters who yell at customers who only tip 15 percent. I guess that was our warning. Overall the food was fresh and tasty and the experience awesome.
We left Grand Central Station and headed south with no particular direction. We stumbled across Pierpont Morgan’s Library and Museum on Madison and 36th Street. The $20 admission is waived on Friday evenings. The cafe serves drinks and live music is played in the lobby area. The library displays his extensive collection of rare books, drawings and ancient artifacts. I loved the jeweled book covers like this 8th century Gospel cover from the Medieval Treasures of book bindings.
For the next 2 months you can view the Charles Dickens and the Spirit of Christmas exhibition which marks the 150th anniversary of Dickens’s famous reading tour around the United States. The Library displays all five of Dickens’s Christmas books including A Christmas Carol one of the most beloved holiday stories of all time. Love the message and sketch at the end. “This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both”.
It was an exhausting week but I am glad that I got out of bed and ventured into another adventure. Just because life throws us curve balls, don’t stop living. It’s sometimes hard but can be fun to get out. Once I walked into Macy’s the energy and light of the season took over and I had a wonderful night. Wishing you a week full of great adventures.
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