After that we decided to explore our lodging options and stumbled upon the once grand, historically rich Gramercy Park Hotel, located in the last privately owned park in NYC, if not the USA. Humphrey Bogart was married in the rooftop gardens of the Gramercy, as was the Kennedy boy who later crashed his plane.

 

 

 

The Gramercy fit like an old shoe. It was a bit run down at the heels, in a grand old neighborhood that has since become quite trendy. It was close to the toy building, and still would be if we hadn’t lost our landmark Toy Center of the World, (boo hoo), and We (that is the royal We, as it was largely me) could hoof it back and forth several times a day as needed.

 

 

We had an actual apartment in the hotel during many of those years - chipped and faded, but big, and perfect for client meetings. It was to this apartment overlooking the park that I brought my family during Thanksgiving of 2001 in support and out of respect for the Great City of New York - the greatest city on Earth. (Except for Chicago, which is the greatest city on Earth, also.)  

 

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