Here is New York

“On any person who deisres such queer prizes, New York will bestow the gift of loneliness and the gift of privacy,” revered columnist for The New Yorker, editor of The Elements of Style and beloved author of children’s classics including Charlotte’s Web and Stuart Little, E.B. White wrote in his essay, Here is New York, in 1949.

Guess that’s why White is such a legend and received a Pulitzer Prize for the body of his work in 1978.

There’s a story in today’s City section of The New York Times that captures White’s sentiments.

A Life, Interrupted by REBECCA FLINT MARX and VYTENIS DIDZIULIS, tells the story of a 23 year-old school teacher’s August 2008 disappearance, her subsequent rescue from the waters off Staten Island by ferry workers (man, the ferry operators are busy and talented) and how Ms. Upp is coping with her re-entry into city life. According to the article, she encountered dissociative fugue, also known as the “Jason Bourne” affliction. The medical condition, according to the Times, is “characterized in part by sudden and unexpected travel combined with an inability to recall one’s past… (it) demonstrates the glasslike fragility of memory and identity.” The common thread is more than simply being rescued from the water…

The story reminds me of a fictitious one drafted by a writer/entrepreneur/mom friend years ago about a “superwoman” who was pissed when there wasn’t any milk for her Saturday coffee. She ran to the market in a huff with a few dollars in her back blue jean pocket, identificationless, and disappeared. Was she abducted? Was she in an accident? Or was she so fed up with being everything to everyone she wanted to start anew, leaving her loving husband and kids behind? Maybe, like Mr. Bourne and Ms. Upp, she had dissociative fugue. Who knows. Wonder where the mom is now?

My guess is the mom is surrounded by her family in California New York, living a life of loneliness and privacy, or on an ashram in India. I doubt she’s made her way to a developing country to teach children how to read, as rewarding as that might be. Kind of ok when it’s just you, but when people care about you, love you and rely on you, it’s not ok. It’s better to ask for help. Hard as it may be. The superwoman needed a moment of composure and realized, as a mom, she had to grow up. Selfless as that may be…

Fortunately for her friends and family, Hannah Upp’s Times story ends happily. Where she goes from here, that fine line between leaving childhood behind and becoming and behaving like an adult is the next chapter. I wish her well. It’s not easy.

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2 responses to “Here is New York

  1. Ironically (or maybe not so much), Life, Interrupted was also the title of the last (unfinished) monologue by Spalding Gray.

  2. Uptown/Downtown

    Ah, good point, as always, dear DT. And come to think about it, SpaWlding, as I like to refer to him, author of Swimming to Cambodia among other things, was found dead in the East River. Water has a theme here, as my fifteen year old pointed out when she read today’s Life, Interrupted; Jason Bourne and Hannah Upp were both found in water. Fortunately for them and/or their “loved ones,” they survived.

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