Whenever I visit the US or think of visiting US and close my eyes, its not NYC that comes to mind. Nor is it the sights and sounds of Las Vegas, California, Atlantic city or DC.
When I close my eyes, I see, smell and taste Buffalo. People are shocked, appalled and critical when they hear this. That’s alright though, they don’t know Buffalo like I do. They don’t have the emotional ties like I have. They have not experienced the best days of their life there like I did. And I don’t think it will always remain my favorite city for the entire duration of my life, but as I sit in Jet Blue’s spanking new Terminal 5 at JFK and look forward to another rendezvous with my American love, these fleeting moments will suffice until my next fix.
“Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically…to those who hardly think about us in return.”
- T.H.White
