I love them both. They've been dating for nine years, and now share an apartment in the city. Today M is hosting a shower for Josie.
I decide to fly up.
While I used to fly a lot, now I rarely do. Maybe twice a year, when I fly to the Cape in July and August. So it's easy to forget the requirements to fly.
I am leaving on Jet Blue from LaGuardia's Marine Air Terminal. It was built in 1939, and according to Wikipeida, "is the only active airport dating from the first generation of passenger travel in the United States."
The terminal is so deserted I have to ask someone if it's even open. Aside from me, I see two other people: one is cleaning the bathroom and the other is sweeping the floor.
The terminal, with its gorgeous Art Deco mural, looks like a throwback to another era. The only update seems to be the removal of the airport pay phones and the addition of an ATM.
But once inside the DEPARTURE doors, the place looks like any other airport. As I am in line to show my electronic ticket, I remember that my license is not with me. Fortunately, the guy at the gate assesses me as a non-threat and accepts my American Express card as my ID.
V picks me up. M's already-spectacular home is even more gorgeous than usual. Her backyard is filled with food, waiters, drink, and guests. By the time we arrive, exactly on time at 12:30, half the guests are already here.
It's a joyous day. Even M's Aunt Nina, the family matriarch who never minces words, gives the event a solid ten.
M is the perfect host. Everything is done to perfection.
But it's really about the lovely and beautiful Josie. She is is warm and kind, and always makes everyone feel welcome.
And her adoring Sam.
This is one magnificent and special couple. Their happiness is palpable.
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