Thursday, December 4, 2003MACY'S ON LIFE SUPPORTAs a city kid I spent Christmas wandering the streets of New York, usually with my loving little grandmother at my side. It was pure magic. Gram and I would spend hours ice skating at Rockefeller Center surrounded by the brilliant sparkle of lights bouncing off the glass towers that disappeared in... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Cynthia at 8:09 AM Comments (7) (link) |
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