Argyle Road beckons.
Several years ago The Washington Post published a travel review of a B & B, the Loralei, in Brooklyn, New York. The writer described a comfortable retreat in a turn of the century Victorian house in Flatbush - near Newkirk Plaza. As I read my eyes widened. On Argyle Road. Was it really!!
In 1957 Jim interned at Kings County Hospital in Brooklyn and we lived at 682 Argyle Road - in the open attic of a three story turn of the century Victorian house. Argyle Road was bordered lined with towering shade giving trees and lined with similar-looking Old Vic houses.
I have often thought about those days and wondered about the neighborhood - and wanted to visit - to see if I could step back in time to re-visit the young woman I was then. A wide-eyed, scared southern girl encountering the big city for the first time.
As I read the article I realized I could go back to Argyle Road.
Its taken several years and thanks to storytelling its happening.
When I heard that Elizabeth Ellis would be telling at a festival in Central Park this Sunday and staying with someone in Brooklyn - I had a vision. What an opportunity for some creative multi-tasking.
Elizabeth agreed, yes, she had time to continue our coaching work on my new story on Monday morning. Perfect. That left Jim and me time-traveling over the week-end. How good is that???
We have two nights reserved at the Loralei. we are going up tomorrow morning.