Happy New Year, part deux

Walking home from the grocery store I passed a man singing "There is a rose in Spanish Harlem." His voice could have joined any a capella group that regularly performs in SoHo. To each person he passed, he'd pause and say, "Happy New Year, baby." I walked towards him as he sang. When I came close to him, he was about to turn into the playground fields, but he caught my eye. "Happy New Year, baby," he said, his hand raised in greeting. Happy New Year to you, too, I said. Posted by eku at December 31, 2004 5:47 PM