You’ll have to read the first post to understand what I mean about “The Fourth New York.” But it’s not a long post, and there are few if any typos.
I am a native New Yorker who got here by way of a pregnant teen whom I’ve never met. Adopted by a Mad Man’s family and grew up on the Upper East Side in the ’60s and ’70s. Eventually I became sober enough to marry a wonderful wife, Karen, and we have three sons. We live on the Upper West Side for now. We also have a leopard gecko, belonging to my youngest son, and I’m not real keen about it. Lizards don’t engender my empathy.