Short-takes: Four Essays About Living with a Disability in New York City

As I roll across the streets of New York City each day, I pass many people and see quite a few folks with disabilities. All of them are going about their business or just walking on a pleasant Fall day in September. Web photo, 56th and First Ave. 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