Weehawken P.S.

My grandma and my dad's Aunt Yani also spent many hours during his infancy and toddlerhood walking him to the cliffs overlooking Manhattan and New York Harbor. For some reason, he just happens to remember his Aunt Dorothy more vividly in that role, so it is she whom he has most often mentioned when he recalls those early and profoundly influential memories. But lest I offend, since it has been brought to my attention I should point out that the other estimable women taking care of my baby Dad also nurtured his love of trains and faithfully strolled those cliff-tops with him! It really is a gorgeous place to walk.