In the years after our trip to Europe in 1950 there were more than a few transits and two actual visits. Unfortunately I have very few photos to remember those trips. In 1953 we drove from Maryland to Pennsylvania, New Jersey and across the George Washington Bridge to Connecticut and Massachusetts
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In 1956, I did my French language requirement at Colby College in Maine - two more times through NYC
In 1957, Bob was a Second Class Midshipman and he did a week exchange visit at the US Military Academy at West Point. I left college in Ohio and went to West Point to see him there. My sister's boyfriend (who later became my brother-in-law) was a plebe cadet. This was February There was a big snow storm. I got a taxi to the West Point train station, but he got stuck in a snow drift so I had to walk to the station. I got the train down to the city and then I had to take a ferry and get another train back to Ohio. The train got stuck in snow drifts in Pennsylvania, and we spent the night waiting to be rescued. I didn't get to Cleveland until about 10 the next morning - Late. I missed my Monday morning classes.
In 1958- Bob spent the summer on a submarine out of New London and I was taking Invertebrate Zoology at the Marine Biological Laboratory in Woods Hole, Massachusetts
My first actual visit to New York City was in May of 1963 when I was pregnant with my second child. This is what I wrote in the Christmas letter that year
I was wearing an outfit that I made - it was green with a white shawl collar, and I wore a hat which I had decorated, and I had white gloves and white shoes. I remember this trip particularly because I went to the Armed Forces Recruiting Station in Times Square and asked them for a recommendation for a hotel. They gave me a name (which I remember as something like Edward VI), and I went and booked a room (before Bob got there). We were out late at a show and they were worried that we would skip out without paying so they locked the door and left half the key in it so our key didn't work. We had to go down to the desk to get them to unlock the door.
That summer the carrier was in Bermuda, so I flew to meet it and spent a week there with Bob
Flying over Long Island on the way home
And then in July 1964 I took the train up to the New York Worlds Fair.
I know I took photos there, but I just can't find them
Toll both
In 1956, I did my French language requirement at Colby College in Maine - two more times through NYC
In 1957, Bob was a Second Class Midshipman and he did a week exchange visit at the US Military Academy at West Point. I left college in Ohio and went to West Point to see him there. My sister's boyfriend (who later became my brother-in-law) was a plebe cadet. This was February There was a big snow storm. I got a taxi to the West Point train station, but he got stuck in a snow drift so I had to walk to the station. I got the train down to the city and then I had to take a ferry and get another train back to Ohio. The train got stuck in snow drifts in Pennsylvania, and we spent the night waiting to be rescued. I didn't get to Cleveland until about 10 the next morning - Late. I missed my Monday morning classes.
In 1958- Bob spent the summer on a submarine out of New London and I was taking Invertebrate Zoology at the Marine Biological Laboratory in Woods Hole, Massachusetts
My first actual visit to New York City was in May of 1963 when I was pregnant with my second child. This is what I wrote in the Christmas letter that year
I was wearing an outfit that I made - it was green with a white shawl collar, and I wore a hat which I had decorated, and I had white gloves and white shoes. I remember this trip particularly because I went to the Armed Forces Recruiting Station in Times Square and asked them for a recommendation for a hotel. They gave me a name (which I remember as something like Edward VI), and I went and booked a room (before Bob got there). We were out late at a show and they were worried that we would skip out without paying so they locked the door and left half the key in it so our key didn't work. We had to go down to the desk to get them to unlock the door.
That summer the carrier was in Bermuda, so I flew to meet it and spent a week there with Bob
Flying over Long Island on the way home
And then in July 1964 I took the train up to the New York Worlds Fair.
I know I took photos there, but I just can't find them
- Next entry in the series 'New York City - Waypoint, Day Trip, or Destination': Flying Out of New York in 1964
- Previous entry in the series 'New York City - Waypoint, Day Trip, or Destination': Returning to New York 6 August 1950
