I first went to some museums & Central Park with my Godmother/Aunt when I was young. That must have been around 83? I will never forget the subway rides, all the graffiti inside with the lights blinking on and off and the strange people sleeping or passed our or staring or I don't know what. And the door in between the cars & its window wouldn't shut properly. My Aunt had a cop take me & my younger brother for a wiz in the Grand Central bathroom too. That would explain my current state of mind! o_0o:abge:.i was there in 78 but was only 14 so the wildest thing i did was manage to get a tour of the Marvel Comics headquarters.
which for a 14 year old comic freak was pretty wild.
put another freak on the barbie...