Metropolitan Diary

The NY Times finally published on Sunday, July 12, 2020, the submission I made to their Metropolitan Diary column on May 15, 2019. They edited it so I will provide here both my original submission and their edited version so you can decide if they removed anything of interest or if, as Tony often told me, I was too wordy.

My initial submission:

DEAR DIARY:
It was the spring of 1974, before CitiBike and the multitude of cyclists and protected bike lanes which now exist in the city. I was riding home from Central Park early one morning when I stopped at a red light at 57th St and 6th Ave (yes some cyclists do stop at red lights). A delivery truck from H&H Bagels pulled up next to me at the light. As is common with those delivery trucks, the passenger side door was open so I looked up at the driver and said hello. He said hello and then reached into a bag by his side and handed me a fresh bialy out of the truck. Only in New York.

The version as they published it:

Dear Diary:

It was spring 1974, and I was riding my bike home from Central Park early one morning. I stopped for a red light at 57th Street and Sixth Avenue.

As I waited for the light to change, a delivery truck from H&H Bagels pulled up alongside me.

I looked up at the driver and said hello. He said hello. Then he reached into a bag by his side and handed me a fresh bialy.

Of course they did include a nice illustration with it:

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