Day of Adventure

Hightstown Road, Princeton Junction, 7:31 AM

Racing green Oldsmobile slammed straight into telephone pole across opposing lane. Steam rises from trunk. Man dazed in street. Driver or culprit? Anyone dead? Others stop to watch. Must get to train.

47th & 5th, 12;45 PM
Three cops run across 5th and up to the glass doors of the building closest to the corner. The first of them bends over, pulls out his gun, passes smoothly through the left of three doors. The last of them rushes up to the door, bangs into it, fully upright, and tries unsuccessfully to open the apparently locked middle door. Visibly frustrated, if not afeared for his life, he finds an open door and goes in. You could tell who had watched his cop shows more attentively.

Ah yes, here comes my lunch date.

After lunch, 47th street blocked off from the kosher deli back to 5th, and 5th was blocked off too. As Graham would say: "p'lice car. flashing lights."