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This is for all the transplanted new yorkers
 

I am a New Yorker

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I am a New Yorker
I do not live in the five boroughs or on the Island or Upstate
I may live hundreds or thousands of miles away
Or I may live just over the GW Bridge
But I am a New Yorker

I am a New Yorker
Whatever took me out of New York:
Business, family or hating the cold
did not take New York out of me.
My accent may have faded and my pace may have slowed
But I am a New Yorker

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I am a New Yorker
I was raised on Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade and Rockefeller Plaza,
The Yankees or the Met's (Giants or Dodgers)
Jones Beach, Rye Beach, Orchard Beach or one of the beaches on the sound

I know that 'THE END' means Montauk.
Because I am a New Yorker

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I am a New Yorker
When I go on vacation, I never look up
Skyscrapers are something I take for granted
The Empire State Building and the Statue of Liberty are part of me
Taxis and noise and subways and 'get outa heah' don't rattle me
Because I am a New Yorker

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I am a New Yorker
I was raised on cultural diversity before it was politically correct
I eat Greek food and Italian food,
Jewish and Middle Eastern food and Chinese food
Because they are all American food to me.
I don't get mad when people speak other languages in my presence
Because my relatives got to this country via Ellis Island and chose to
stay 

They were New Yorkers

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People who have never been to New York have misunderstood me   
My friends and family work in the industries, professions and businesses
that benefit all Americans
My firefighters died trying to save New Yorkers and non-New Yorkers   
They died trying to save Americans and non-American   
Because they were New Yorkers.

I am a New Yorker
I feel the pain of my fellow New Yorkers
I mourn the loss of my beautiful city
I feel and dread that New York will never be the same But then I
remember:
I am a New Yorker

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And New Yorkers have:
Tenacity, strength and courage way above the norm
Compassion and caring for our fellow citizens
Love and pride in our city, in our state, in our country
Intelligence, experience and education par excellence
Ability, dedication and energy above and beyond
Faith--no matter what religion we practice
Terrorists hit America in its heart
But America's heart still beats strong
Demolish the steel in our buildings,
but it doesn't touch the steel in our souls
Hit us in the pocketbook;
but we'll parlay what we have left into a fortune
End innocent lives leaving widows and orphans,
but we'll take care of them
Because they are New Yorkers

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Wherever we live, whatever we do, whoever we are   
There are New Yorkers in every state and every city of this nation   
We will not abandon our city   
We will not abandon our brothers and sisters   
We will not abandon the beauty,
creativity and diversity that New York represents   
Because we are New Yorkers   
And we are proud to be New Yorkers

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REMEMBER THE WTC
Author - Vincent Pasquale, Maspeth, NY
Thank you Vincent for allowing us to share this with
our fellow New Yorkers all around the world.

 

 

Only those that grew up or lived in NYC can understand the meaning of
this:
 
THERE IS NO NORTH AND SOUTH. IT'S 'UPTOWN' OR 'DOWNTOWN.' IF YOU'RE
REALLY FROM NEW YORK, YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CONCEPT OF WHERE NORTH AND
SOUTH ARE...AND EAST OR WEST IS 'CROSS-TOWN.'

        

        YOU KNOW HOW TO MAKE AN EGG CREAM.
        
        YOU RIDE IN A SUBWAY CAR WITH NO AIR CONDITIONING JUST BECAUSE
THERE ARE SEATS AVAILABLE.
        
        YOU TAKE THE TRAIN HOME AND YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE ON THE
PLATFORM THE DOORS WILL OPEN THAT WILL LEAVE YOU RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE
EXIT STAIRWAY.
        
        YOU KNOW WHAT A 'REGULAR' COFFEE IS.
        
        IT'S NOT MANHATTAN...IT'S THE 'CITY.'
        
        YOU CROSS THE STREET ANY WHERE BUT ON THE CORNERS AND YOU YELL
AT CARS FOR NOT RESPECTING YOUR RIGHT TO DO IT.
        
        YOU MOVE 3,000 MILES AWAY, SPEND 10 YEARS LEARNING THE LOCAL
LANGUAGE AND PEOPLE STILL KNOW YOU'RE FROM BROOKLYN, LONG ISLAND OR THE
BRONX, THE MINUTE YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH.
        
        YOU RETURN AFTER 10 YEARS AND THE FIRST FOODS YOU WANT ARE A
'REAL' PIZZA AND A 'REAL' BAGEL.
        
        A 500 SQUARE FOOT APARTMENT IS LARGE.
        
       
        YOU ARE NOT UNDER THE MISTAKEN IMPRESSION THAT ANY HUMAN BEING
WOULD BE ABLE TO ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND A P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT ON THE SUBWAY.
        
        YOU WOULDN'T BOTHER ORDERING PIZZA IN ANY OTHER CITY.
        
        YOU GET READY TO ORDER DINNER EVERY NIGHT AND MUST CHOOSE FROM
THE MAJOR FOOD GROUPS WHICH ARE: CHINESE, ITALIAN, MEXICAN OR INDIAN.
        
        YOU'RE NOT THE LEAST BIT INTERESTED IN GOING TO TIMES SQUARE ON
NEW YEAR'S EVE.
        
        YOUR INTERNAL CLOCK IS PERMANENTLY SET TO KNOW WHEN ALTERNATE
SIDE OF THE STREET PARKING REGULATIONS IS IN EFFECT.
        
        YOU KNOW WHAT A BODEGA IS.
        
        SOMEONE BUMPS INTO YOU AND YOU CHECK FOR YOUR WALLET.
        
        YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE THE LADY WALKING DOWN THE ROAD HAVING A
PERFECTLY NORMAL CONVERSATION WITH HERSELF.
        
        YOU PAY 'ONLY' $230 A MONTH TO PARK YOUR CAR.
        
        YOU CRINGE AT HEARING PEOPLE PRONOUNCE HOUSTON ST. LIKE THE CITY
IN TEXAS.
        
        THE PRESIDENTIAL VISIT IS A MAJOR TRAFFIC JAM, NOT AN HONOR.
        
        YOU CAN NAP ON THE SUBWAY AND NEVER MISS YOUR STOP.
        
        THE DELI GUY GIVES YOU A STRAW WITH ANY BEVERAGE YOU BUY, EVEN
IF IT'S A BEER.
        
        THAT'S NEW YORK, BABY!      YA GOTTA LOVE IT