Posted by
Ron Devito on Sunday, November 22, 2009 11:53:24 PM
Farewell Borders and Thank You...
I awoke,
showered, cleaned up, packed up, had breakfast and while eating saw my
Palin Power button on YNN Rochester. Click this link and go to 2:04 in
the 3:33(a providential, lucky number of mine) video:
After
breakfast and before my flight, I had to do one more thing. I went to
Borders, drank a white mocha latte, then walked to the area where
Governor Palin was signing...and went to the space she occupied and
spent a few minutes there. I saw a couple of copies behind me near the
floor were a little disarrayed. I knelt down, made them correct, left
the space, came back again, left, came back a third time, then left --
forever. I drove slowly out of the lot, then picked up speed after
Borders was out of sight.
Slipping the Surly Bonds...
I
was seated in 1A of the US Airways Dash 8 100. I shut the iPhone off
after a strategy-related email exchange with Fay, Editor and Publisher
of the Sarah Palin Information Blog and an author on Accomplishments.
We departed Runway 22 and arced to the left. I found the mall right out
the window where Borders is. Just as I bid farewell silently, the plane
slipped into the overcast and re-emerged a few seconds later.....
Glory
When
the light from the sun strikes an airplane, if you are sitting on the
side opposite the sun and are flying over an under-cast, you will see a
circular rainbow. The phenomenon is called a glory. Immediately
after crossing the cloud layer, the shadow of the plane was encircled
in a glory. Soon, the shadow disappeared, but the glory remained moving
ahead of then behind the left propeller.
Aerial Tour
As
the trip progressed, the solid under-cast went broken, then scattered.
We broke out of the clouds in an area unfamiliar to me. Finally, I saw
water...then a city below and to the left...Stamford, CT....what was
about to unfold would be one of the most beautiful flights of my life.
With Stamford to our left, we turned westward and followed the coast of
Connecticut and Westchester. I saw Mamaroneck. Again, I remembered some
of the Edison sites I've worked at over the years....I remembered
another Sarah....my great aunt, Sarah Hackman who died in 2005. She
lived in Tuckahoe, and her daughter Barbara had special needs, being
crippled from Polio (this was in the pre-vaccine days).
We
crossed the Bronx with Westchester now to our north. My mother's
Yonkers home would be off the right wing. I saw the George Washington
Bridge and the plane turned left. More Edison sites, both Yankee
stadiums. I could see clearly the de-construction of the former Yankee
Stadium...we crossed into Manhattan. I figured we were going to turn
left over 125th St. and land on Runway 13. We were not....we flew right
over Central Park and through Midtown. All the skyscrapers below passed
in striking detail. I saw Harper Collins at 10 E. 53rd St, and all the
familiar landmarks: Met Life, Empire State, NY Life -- Con Ed
Headquarters, Zeckendorf Towers...the Federal Building, I sat
spell-bound as my life's memories flooded through....I could see Queens
and Brooklyn clearly....
We continued over NY
Harbor...as all the familiar Edison sites passed by. The Verrazano
Bridge came into view...we were overflying Staten Island!!!! My home! I
saw the rented house Elsy and I spent our first four Staten Island
years in....but there was more to come...we flew all the way down to
Great Kills tracking the Island's core. I saw the little pizzeria where
I have my second job. We took a descending left turn, out over Lower NY
Bay and another descending left to parallel Staten Island's south
shore. Now...our approach to LGA was underway.
I
could see the Bayonne Bridge on the other side and could see the
general area where my house is. Once again, the Verrazano Bridge and we
tracked through Brooklyn, passing the accursed BQE and the streets I
dodged through just two days before. I saw Daisy's Diner...were a
fellow customer and I talk politics and Governor Palin each time I'm
there. We flew right over the apartment Elsy and I rented in the first
four years of our marriage. My childhood home in Flushing NY was off
the right wing. We landed on Runway 4 and as we pulled into the
terminal area, all of Flushing was in my direct view.
By juxtaposition, Governor Palin touched every aspect of my life.
In
these six posts, you may wonder why I would include material that on
the surface has absolutely nothing to do with Governor Palin or Going Rogue.
So...what does this all have to do with her? Everything. Simply go to the bottom of Page 8 in Governor Palin's book.
All will be revealed.