I've been wondering: Why, when I have no success convincing even one of my fellow revelers to join me at the Point to see the sunrise New Year's Day, do people come by the busload from points west? And why are most of them Asian? Tradition. Apparently, nearly 1,000 Koreans show up in the pre-dawn hours annually in order to greet the New Year's sun from the easternmost point of accessible land, which, for New Yorkers, would be Montauk Point. According to Korean legend, if you make a wish when the sun rises on the first day of the year, it will come true. Live and learn.
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Nearly 1,000 Koreans and I watch the sun rise New Year's Day |
My father-in-law, god bless him, had a very ascerbic view of life. He was unimpressed by sunsets. You've seen one, you've seen them all, he used to say. So forgive me if this is getting old. But, Mother Nature? Seriously?
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Sunset, January 3rd, and just about every other day or the year |
I stand corrected on my blog post yesterday. Apparently, Steven Spielberg is not a neighbor of mine. His house is in East Hampton. Or so I'm told. Since he's just another of the East End celebrities I've never seen, you couldn't swear by me.
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