Image‘Green Mansions’Dear Diary:It was a summer evening in 1974, and I was on my way to visit my boyfriend, who lived on Ocean Avenue near Avenue J in Brooklyn.
I had come from Queens and was reading a paperback novel, “Green Mansions” by William Henry Hudson, while waiting for the M train on an elevated platform.
At one point, I took a step, and the book fell out of my hands onto the tracks.
Suddenly, a tall young man jumped down, retrieved it, climbed back up and handed it to me with a smile on his face.
It’s been almost 50 years, and I am still hoping that he never did anything so dangerous again.
Persons:
William Henry Hudson, It’s, — Linda Grebanier
Locations:
Brooklyn, Queens