My parents divorced when I was very young. My father was not a constant or consistent presence in my life, but there were moments where we’d get the whole day together.
We would always start the day off by going to the car wash. This was the time machine. As we would go through the line and process of getting the car looking like new, we would be transported to a day or holiday we missed together. Often, it was my birthday, or his that we’d celebrate.
My favorite days were included a trip to the natural history museum and the Hayden planetarium. The day would almost always end with a trip to Spanish Harlem to eat a meal with my grandmother.
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