Brooklyn: A Love Story
By Herm Valenzuela The winter solstice came the last few days of 2010 then the day after Christmas a blizzard of snowstorm swept like a tsunami from the northwest that engulf the city transformed like a winter wonderland blanketing the sidewalks with dunes of ice and the city stood still. The last blizzard of this magnitude was my first winter in New York when John Lindsay was mayor. He mismanaged the clearing of the roads and the garbage piled-up in the streets for days. He lost his reelection the next November. The skies cleared this morning and the sun came out of the azure skies with it's radiant and warm glow and the buses and trains started moving. Three days after we were "holed-in" the house and embedded with my wife I had "cabin fever." I decided to go out. Besides, I wanted to test my cardio-vascular function, like the Canadians do, and walk in the cold. If I could reach the train station without "croaking" then I don't need a tripple cor...