Remembering a Smile on the Subway

My best subway story is about my first time ever on the train - I was 16 and from a small New England town. I was smiling at everyone because I was so happy to be in NYC for the first time. I smiled at a Middle Eastern dude on the platform, and he smiled back. Two nights later, I was leaving Times Square after the ball dropped. It was 2 or 3 in the morning, and I hopped in a cab. The driver says "I know you - we smiled at each other on the subway two days ago!" Funny, serendipitous New York moment...
--WadeBlazingGame34

*******UPDATE************

on SUBWAY ART BLOG this morning, the posting was just too perfect to ignore.

Here's a picture courtesy of Subway Art Blog and Flickr's johnnieutah.