For all the great things about the tri-state area, there’s much left to desire in terms of the weather—especially during winter.
Posts published in “Across the Hudson”
Last summer, I looked forward to not having to commute to school anymore. My commute on the Long Island Railroad (LIRR) usually entailed taking the 6:08 a.m.
One day during my freshman year of high school, I was at school after-hours to work with the stage crew. We all heard chanting and yelling coming closer to our building.
Imagine walking into Pierce Dining Hall and seeing a bridge just north of campus. Its support towers are as tall as some Manhattan skyscrapers, one sitting just offshore of Maxwell Place Park, and the other sitting diagonally across the Hudson River at 57th Street in New York.