
We drive into the city every Sunday to go to church. It is alot smaller than NY of course and seems to be ever under construction. But, when we make our way around the bend and the skyline comes into view there is a new and ambitious glow in my heart that is so different from the feeling of the NY state of mind. The race is not like a rat-race as much as NY, if you understand what I am saying. The ladies down here take time to be ladies, before they come out and the gentlemen take time to be gentleman, still there is a very city speed. The rules are the rules and they are not to be messed with.
I guess, Police are beautiful anywhere you go. They are always the cream of the crop, in a sense, but they seem to enjoy the work they do, in Charlotte. They don't have as much threat of violence as in NY and that seems to affect their personality. I told you the joke about Ben's beautiful licence photo. We were going to church and Ev said speed up, daddy so that you can show the man your new licence. Well, now the joke is that he's gotten too used to speeding up and we have to take his foot off the pedal, or they are going to deport us all back to NY. LOL
I have never been to Europe, but there is a park in Charlotte that we go to that reminds me of the Madeline book and I can just see Ms. Clavell with her girls walking through there. I started a story about it on Ethan's blog last summer, but I haven't made the time to go back out there.
I love the things that we are learning here and the speed of life, but I do go into withdrawals when I see so much of the sky, here,so much. I must plan a trip to NY so that I can take a subway ride to get my bearings.Ethan's blog
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