Today was the first day Casey has taken the train in almost 2 years. In April of 2009, she was run over by a bus, while in a crosswalk with the light. She almost died, her left leg needed to be entirely rebuilt. She spent months in the hospital.
And now, stairs are nearly impossible for her. She's tough, but it's painful.
So she gets around the city by bus, which is long and frustrating. This winter, with its piles of snow, boarding the bus was sometimes impossible. And going downtown, something that could be done in just minutes on an express train, can take five times as long on the bus.
But the today, Casey found herself two hours from home on the bus, but a mere 30-40 minutes on the train. So at Delancey, she steeled herself and climbed down the stairs.
When we boarded, a lovely woman gave up her seat. I'm a ham, so I said thank you, this was Casey's first day on the train since she was hit by a bus almost two years ago. The people around us send up a large cheer. Casey smiled--big.
It's a wonderful thing to be a New Yorker, back on the subway.
Here she is, transferring to the 1 at 59th street.