I was walking in Central Park at 11 a.m. today.
A blustery day.
There was a girl about age 8 or 9 running with head down and long blonde hair blowing in the wind, on the pathway leading to the Fifth Avenue and 69th Street exit, shouting over and over again in a high pitched voice to her father, who was walking a few paces behind: “try and catch me!”
To be young. How I loved to play Hide and Seek.
– Roger W. Smith
October 19, 2017