The day the lights went out in NYC. August 2003. Where were you? I was upstate. Oddly enough, I missed the black out of 1977 too because I was at a bungalow colony with my family that summer.
In 2004, the Republican National Committee decided to hold their convention in our little liberal paradise. WTF? They were met with some resistance. Go figure.
Finally, the end of 2005 brought us the transit strike. Right in the middle of winter. Fun.
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Oddly, I was in NYC for the black out and flew out of JFK that night after the scariest cab ride of my life, through Brooklyn with 2 other passengers, both of whom finally demanded to be let out a mile from their destination. With the traffic lights not working, our driver was doing 55 down the street, not slowing at intersections.
Sounds like a typical cab ride to me. 😉