The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-06-23
In New York

New York - Modern Manhattan has been pretty careless in tho matter of street designations---so unlmaginative that 1t can think only of numbers for most of the streets and avenues.
 know fellow who used to live in Greenwich Village, where thoroughfares have nice names such as Waverly Place, Sheridan, Christopher, Bedford and Grove Now ho has moved to ~ West Fifty-fourth street, between Fifth and Sixth avenues, and seldom gets home without trying first to go to "A East Forty-fifth street, which is somewhere in the bowels Of Grand Central Terminal. B6lng an artist he shouldn't be judged to harshly for this inabil- ity to remember numbers. And besides. he tries desperately. Starts for . French restaurant and beating over and over--"63 West Fifty-one, 83 West Fiftv-one''---is the residence of Q maiden aunt.
 He thinks New York ought to copy Paris in the method of nam. Ing streets--Avonue du Franklin Roosevelt for sixty.fifth street, where tho president has n house; Boulevard des Chorines for Forty. fifth street; Rue Rockefeller for Sixth avenue and so on.
 Try It Sometime
 | Another fellow, this ono very clover at figures - knows how to calculate your chances of hold. ing m given bridge hand -- noticed one day that during his weeks of walking from sixty.hrst street and Lexington avenue to Rockefeller Center, twelve blocks south and four west, he never had taken quite the same course. This set him to wondering and ho worked out the total number of possible routes, all of the same distance. There are exactly 1880 enough to go to and from his office for threo years without repo. tition. Next ho got to figuring In the higher brackets and discover. cd that anyone who wants to walk ten blocks in ono direction and twelve in another has 650,000 moro blocks and you got into tho I ly as a note on how some Now yorkers keep from getting bored. TOvers' Paradise
 Now and then ] hear someone declaring sympathetically that Gotham doesn't give young lovers places whore they can be alone, or beautiful spots conducive to tho serious business of romance. That Is all tosh, because no city in tho world has greater disintcrest in the private affairs of individuals. I've witnessed amorous greetings and partings in the middle of Times Squaro, and one evening in May overheard q proposal atop C Fifth Avenue bus.
 Observation terraces of tho Rockofeilor Contcr and Empire State skyscrapers arc equipped for omanco---inspiring vlstas of roso. ate sunsets aud purple twilight, tables for two md warm winds to convey each ocstatic word. Low ors may kiss in, railroad stations without anyone givIng them q glance. And on rainy days when flow sightseers 20 to. Bedloe's Is" | of tho statue of Liberty Q snug retreat. " f@I | M
 His Mistake
 l All this reminds me of tho young man who arrived at Grand Central station laden with flowers, books and candy for n girl who was sup- posed to be departing for Holly wood. He didn't know it, but she had changed her reservation for . later train.
 Up and down tho platform ho raced, ducklng into Pullmnfs, scanning faces. People began snickering and he began to get fiustored. Trainmen were yelling, "All aboardl" and he still hadn't found the girl. Just as tho train started he spied n pretty young lady standing in q vestibule. Nevor had seen her before, but that did- mt matter now. Rushed up and showed tho candy, flowers and books i nto her arms. "0oodby. darling!" he called. "Good iuck!" And waved cheorfully as tho Gen. tury gathered speed.