I was on the M104 going south on Broadway. 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 Borodach
Trick or Treat
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.
But shortly after I returned home from work on Oct. 31, my bell rang. When I opened the door, I was surprised to find a small boy wearing a costume and holding a shopping