As I got off at my stop, a woman waiting to get on told me that my shoe was untied. I thanked her and said that I would tie it when I got onto the sidewalk. Before I had a chance, the driver got up from his seat, climbed down the steps, knelt on the pavement and tied the lace for me. — Ardell BorodachImageTrick or TreatDear Diary:It was my first Halloween in my first Manhattan apartment. Having grown up on Long Island, I assumed that trick-or-treating was strictly a suburban phenomenon so I had not kept track of the date.

Source: New York Times August 23, 2020 06:56 UTC