A man walked to Brooklyn from mid-town Manhattan during the blizzard. He missed the last subway running at 11 p.m. because he was doing his job, shoveling snow. I don’t remember the details, only my own outrage. Why was I outraged? I was outraged because the news reporters told the guy’s story, and then they left him to walk to Brooklyn from somewhere in Midtown, in the snow and oncoming blizzard.
I wanted to play the news clip for you here on this blog, but I could not find it. My husband says the guy was walking from somewhere on Park Avenue to somewhere in Brooklyn. His memory is better than mine, and, as much as I “search” for a recap of the story, I can’t find it. Coincidence?
Is it that the local TV station received some heat for not helping the guy, perhaps by giving him a ride in their van, making some phone calls to police, or getting him hooked up with a warm place to sleep?
The man was dressed warmly, and he did not complain about his impending trek. Am I just an overprotective liberal New Yorker? What would my conservative Arizona son say?
It might be something like, “Ma, Pop Pop (his grandfather, my father) walked to work in the snow. You are an overprotective liberal. The man made the choice to walk. Celebrate the guy’s self-reliance, his fortitude, his American gumption. The reporters probably asked him if they could help, and he probably turned them down.” Then, knowing my son, he would say, “It’s people like you, Ma, who are ruining America.”
I don’t know. I do know that I’m beginning to see there are so many different perspectives on just about everything.