The transportation writer at the
Times wants you to know he can't ride a bike. [Good thing he can fly a plane or helicopter, pilot a river ferry, operate buses and subway trains and the Roosevelt Island tram, etc. I guess.] Bonus: Blind kwotes from a "boss" and the reporter's mother. [“You know I love you and think you’re great,” my mother said in a recent interview. “You never really did well with the turning.”][*] Unanswered question: If this is a "career issue," must the crime reporters mug some pedestrians and the politics writers run for office?
Quote:
The secret can be traced to a few tottering rides in Lower Manhattan, with a father and his boy and the afternoons that eventually dissolved their patience.
It survived puberty and high school, first loves and first jobs. It crossed state lines to Pennsylvania, for college, and returned to New York City without incident, until this year.
“Hey,” one boss said to another after my ill-advised confession. “Did you know our transportation reporter can’t ride a bike?”
He knew then, of course, and now you do, too. I cannot ride a bike.
For years, this has been a source of slight embarrassment. Over the last several weeks, as I began covering the city’s transportation system full time, it has become a career issue.
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Well, the mother did tell the reporter something and the reporter did check out half of it.
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