tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646562095417174826.post8042329931207305246..comments2024-02-14T03:55:29.802-05:00Comments on Susan Says...: The Stoop...Part II"Susan Says..."http://www.blogger.com/profile/15125670207047187567noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4646562095417174826.post-5370237795441368482010-12-15T03:57:02.943-05:002010-12-15T03:57:02.943-05:00Yes Susan, you spoke fondly and well of our stoops...Yes Susan, you spoke fondly and well of our stoops. The memories of them are chiseled into the granite of our memory. To be able to, and to actually visit their location is like visiting a city hit by a neutron bomb: Leaving the buildings standing but wiping out the people. I can't describe it in a more depressing way than that. It is better to leave the memories where they are. Reality is not always a fun place to be. - TonyCatBrooklyn's YesterYouthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17365225066247726286noreply@blogger.com