“What would it mean to live in a city whose people were changing each other’s despair into hope?” – Adrienne Rich (1929 – 2012)
I can’t remember a year I was so ready to see in the rear-view mirror.
There were many bright spots, course – around the world, in NYC, and for my family. I’ll especially remember the inspiration of the Olympics (I’m still a sucker for a global festival), the relief of President Obama’s re-election, the power of the silent march down Fifth Avenue calling for reform of the NYPD’s stop-and-frisk abuse, my son’s becoming a bar mitzvah, and the birth of beautiful new baby boys into the families of two dear co-workers.
But the tragedies of the past few months will always shape our memory of 2012. Hurricane Sandy’s wanton destruction, and the ongoing grief it has caused for so many (including our friends from Belle Harbor Manor, housed for a few weeks at the Park Slope Armory, who are still not back home, and living in far-from-ideal conditions). The very personal losses of Jon Kest & Jesse Streich-Kest. The less personal but deeply angering losses of 112 Bangladeshi lives in a preventable factory fire. And of course, the still-incomprehensible taking of the lives of those 20 kids and 6 educators at Sandy Hook Elementary School. So I am ready to let this year go.
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