Looking back at a long Christmas Weekend
RQS and I have talked about going to church together for a while. With her, I think it's a form of curiosity about where I came from, and with me, it's a form of gaining comfort from old rituals from childhood. So I was pleasantly surprised when she said "Yes" to going to Christmas Eve services. But first.... It's been a while since I've been to RQS's place, so it was my turn to go to her place on Friday. Considering the frigid weather we were expecting, I didn't want to leave my car at Cortlandt station and have the engine fail to turn over when we got back there on Saturday. The weather made my mind up for me - take a cab to Croton Harmon, and then take the train into NYC from there. As usual, getting a cab wasn't as easy as it was before the pandemic, as no one was answering the cab service's main number. I was lucky to find an alternate number, and then get my ride to the station. Once at Croton Harmon, I found that I missed my train