04 Dec Coin Fishing
2004. He did roll up his coat sleeve, but it immediately came down as his arm went into the reflecting pool at the Metropolitan Museum. I just found his look so old-timer, and it wasn’t that long ago. He reminded me of somebody from Angela’s Ashes. Maybe the disappearing dad.
I ran into him many times after this, especially during St. Pat’s day.
We used to use a long hanger (unbent) with chewing gum on the end, to poke down into subway gratings, trying to pull up something valuable. But that was when a quarter actually bought something, and we were practically just out of diapers.