I've drawn inspiration in NYC to write about the people I see with disabilities and others, particularly on one recent Sunday morning.
I was going across 56th Street and First Avenue with my wife, Maggie, to buy coffee from Dunkin' Donuts. She got an iced coffee, French Vanilla flavor, and I had my first cup of the Pumpkin Spice coffee of the season, which I try to buy every year - - and drink it as often as I can. Of course, it's decaffeinated.
As I waited outside for Maggie, my back was turned to the street. I was reading a menu on the window of the Sutton Diner. While looking at the breakfast menu, I noted the reasonable prices for omelettes and other tasty meals for a Sunday morning. We'll see if we can get over there some time.
When I finished reading,…