In December, 1966, I was a new 19-year-old sailor making my way to my first U.S. Navy ship in Scotland. I was to fly out of NYC (my first time in the city), but the weather was bad so the Navy put me up at the Waldorf Astoria for two nights (not a luxury suite, I assure you). In the lobby, I was wearing my "Blues" that had white stars on the two corners of the back collar. I felt someone touching my back, and heard two people say "luck". When I turned around, it was a middle-aged couple who told me that touching the stars was meant to bring me luck. That simple gesture meant so much to this teen-aged sailor. Through the years, there were numerous times that my stars would be touched and I was wished "luck". But that first time in the lobby of the Waldorf Astoria remains a special memory.
So, yeah, I LOVE NYC !! 
Non sibi sed patriae
Updated On: 9/19/24 at 05:43 PM