at The Dolphin. A gym on Fourth Street in Manhattan. He recognized me and asked
if I was still fighting against the out of control bikes? The description follows. I was
moved to know just how much it meant to a combat vet with congestive heart failure.
Heartfelt Heart Failure
This
afternoon I was walking up First Avenue by the
Rite Aid
across from Village View. A man walking in the opposite
direction said “ Are you still fighting against the out of control
bikes?”
I said “How do you know? Did you see me on television?”
He was
medium height. Broad shouldered and big chested. Very
short
hair. Latino. He said “We used to work out at the same gym.
The
Dolphin.” Then recognition. A former football player he did
keen
stretches before working out. I adopted some.
He said
“ I lived a crazy life style and wound up with congestive
heart
failure. But if you change your ways-you get a second chance.”
As we
talked he held onto a metal pole installed for construction.
Supporting his weight. I said that what was going on was really
crazy.
Transportation Alternatives-well funded-well organized-
had
exerted influence on Mayors Bloomberg and de Blasio to
suppress
enforcement. To supposedly increase safety for bikes
with
increased ridership. So too lack of helmets. The streets and
sidewalks are out of control. Shows that it is crazy-but it keeps
going.
He had
to go to therapy. He is a combat Vet. His last words were
“Never
give up. Never never give up.”
I
haven't seen him for years. I may never see him again. But
I can't
give up. I won't give up fighting to restore order and
balance
to a public safety crisis. To honor a combat veteran
and a
man who knows well the precious value of life.
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