I was in NY this past week and stayed in Soho. The first day I was returning from mid-town, the taxi took me past the apartment Cathie, Alicia, and I stayed Oct'09 when she went to visit colleges. It kinda snuck up on me. As we were driving, I began to see some familiar restaurants then there it was. Wham... a flood of memories from that trip.
We spent 1 week in NY. I was working most of the week spending time between NJ and NY. The girls were exploring and visiting 2 schools. They took day trips to visit 1 school in NJ and 1 in Boston. Alicia had an old camera and was taking pictures for her photography class.
On the flight home, I recognized someone as a father of someone Alicia had played soccer with for 3 years. It took me a bit to place him but I am sure it was him. His daughter played on a traveling soccer team I had managed, the Panthers. It was a bit ackward as I sensed he was trying to avoid me. When he walked bye, I tried to get his attention then I tried speaking to him. He looked away. I am a memorable kinda guy...biggest Chinese person you're likely to meet. So it felt purposeful.
I guess I have to get used to that some people may not feel comfortable or 'know what to say'. To these folks I would relay... just say 'Hi'. There is nothing that can be said about Alicia's death and I would not bring it up.
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