Disconnected and then Grateful in Grand Central Terminal

I get regular e-mailings from the Hassid Lubovich organization (CHABA"D), and this one might interested readers of this Foroum. I am fully aware the Jew etc. should be replaced by all of Abraham;s spiritual children, certanly main-stream Muslims and Christians.

Grateful in Grand Central

By Sara Debbie Gutfreund

It had seemed like a good enough plan at the time. My husband had gone to the Apple store in Grand Central to upgrade his phone, and I had wandered into the Hudson News bookstore. Ten minutes later, as I was flipping through 101 Must-Visit Natural Wonders, my phone rang.

“Come to the Apple store,” my husband said when I picked up the phone. “They mixed up our phone cards, and your phone is going to shut off any second now.”

Before I could respond, the line was cut off. I stared at the words in the upper left corner of my phone: “No Service.” I felt vaguely uneasy, like some part of me was missing. Reluctantly, I shut the book, glancing once more at the photo of the turquoise water lapping against a towering cliff on some island I had never heard of.

I threaded my way through crowds of people on the stairs leading up to the Apple store, a labyrinth of rooms opening into rooms. New laptops and tablets sat on glass tables, and rows of rainbow-colored phones climbed up the back wall. I instinctively reached for my phone to call my husband—and was again distressed to see the empty space where my signal used to be.

As I scanned the store for my husband, it seemed like I was the only person who was not on a phone. People were speaking into the air or texting messages, glancing up and then right back at their screens, waiting for answers.

Dave, you’ve hit upon one of the great joys I have found, and others with me on my Ridewithmehenry safari’s into and around the Big Apple. And GCT is a great example: “I never noticed that before!” It happens everytime we trapse through GCT or along any subway route or out the window of every train we ride. Every Ridwithmehenry ride is not “oh, we’ve been there, done that before” but “that’s changed, that had to have been there before, it’s something new they started…25 years ago, etc.” From the sklyline views to the side of the track trenches, there is always something you’ve never seen before no matter how long its been there and how many times you’ve been there, too.

Thanks for posting. I always find new things at locations I have been to before.

Grand Central was the terminal for the first intercitiy train ride I remember, from Hartford, age about 2-1/2 or 3-1/2 . I remember the auto trip to Connecticut, and the train ride back. But the first time I noticed the stars on the ceiling was age 5 going to summer camp on two special 12-1 Pullmans.

My apartment bedroom has glow dots pasted on the ceiling in a few astrological sign formation, just for the fun of it… I just enjoy that ceiling myself when I turn off the lights to sleep at night.

Dave — Thanks for reminding us that if we don’t look around we won’t see the beauty that surrounds us. Tom

Dave: Thanks for a great post. GCT never has failed to impress me with its wonders, starting in 1956 arriving from Chicago on the Pacemaker. And since its restoration, it really looks great.

Great post Dave, and a great story! Well worthy of…

“Grand Central Station! Crossroads of a million private lives!”

Of all the times I’ve been thru Grand Central I guess I never looked up. The station is a gem and I have always admired it. So many things I have not seen or noticed and will not have the chance to on future. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:NYC_Grand_Central_Terminal_ceiling.jpg Thx IGN

Anyone know of a blog or website with a diagram of the GCT concourse ceiling design?

I searched for details about this ceiling and found a website that might work: <placematters.net>. Once on the site, you will have to search for “Ceiling of Grand Central Terminal’s Main Concourse”. Unfortunately, it does not have a map BUT it does offer a few clues:

  1. The image on the ceiling is actually backwards. It seems the artist worked from the plan as if laid on the floor when he should have viewed it overhead.

  2. The site gives a list of the depicted zodiac images as well as showing the Ecliptic and Equator paths.

  3. The site says the color of the painted sky replicates that found in Greece and southern Italy during the months of October through March. I don’t know if what is shown is also of that locale or what is supposed to be viewable in NYC during a blackout.

I hope this works for you. I live in Harpers Ferry WV but as a native New Yorker, I’ve always had an interest in the city; unlike being in New York, I see the stars ever night there’s a clear sky here.

Thanks. Any other clues will also be helpful. Thanks

Concerning the thought about the beauty around use, I was recently reminded of the Gershwin song, “I’ve got plenty of nuttin’” from the opera Porgy and Bess — “like the stars in the skies, they’re all free.”

I’m barely 30 and can’t imagine approaching having a panic attack without cell phone access even though cell phones have been common throughout most of my adult life…

Neat story although the article would almost lead you to believe that that’s the only bit of beauty present in what is one of the most magnificent train terminals in the world. It’s an architectural masterpiece and reading that makes it sound like she was surprised to find some unnoticed beauty in an ugly wasteland.

Ever see those post-Sandy photos from New York City when the power was out and all those people were having panic atttacks because they couldn’t charge (and use) their cell phones, i-pods, i-pads, tablets, and various assorted electronic gimmicks, gadgets, gizmos, what-nots and whizzeroos?

Makes me glad I’m a dinosaur and don’t use my cell phone for anything but phone calls.

Thank God the gizmo between my ears still works pretty well, although Lady Firestorm may give me an argument about that.

On a related note, PBS had a fine program Friday on the planning and building of Penn Station, featuring Alexander Cassatt and his visionary decision to build it.

But I will bet you do use a computer. And how can you blame people for wanting to put the two in one package? And add a third, tell time too? Yes, today, you can buy a “Dick Tracy” wristwatch. Commnicates, takes pictures, makes recordings, and works as a cellular telephone. Time is as accurate as any digital wristwatch.

Oh certainly Dave, I do use a computer, otherwise what am I doing here? However, the way the company’s set up now It’d be very difficult, if not darn near impossible to do my job without a computer. Their choice, not mine. I got along for years just fine without one.

I’ve gone out of town for a week or more and left the ol’ box behind without any cases of “digital withdrawal.” I could lose this thing tomorrow and not miss it, but I’d sure miss all of you guys! It’s the only thing that would get me to buy one of my own.

Wayne

PS: Dick Tracy’s wrist radio/ TV/ computer/ whatever-it-is now? Forget about it! I’d rather have his classic old Colt Detective Special!

I enjoy its convenience. Burg watches is the manufacturer. Dutch company, made in HongKong. Don’t use it (Yet?) for texting or internet. May do so in the future.

From what I’ve been reading on this thread, it sounds to me like GCT is the same as a work of art because like a fine painting or sculpture, the more you look, the more you see. When I lived in New York and waited for the train home to Poughkeepsie, I loved to sit in the bar on the concourse ( now a Michael Jordan’s) and just look at the place. It was impossible to be bored as there was so much to see. I’m just sorry that I can’t take the Century to Chicago.

I agree that there is more to the beauty of GCT than just the fine ceiling. The proportions of the window, the staircases, even the gates at the platform entrances, all have been done with a sense of decore. Ditto the information booth and the black and brass clock.

I’ve only been to GCT once, and to say I was stunned and amazed would be putting it mildly. what a masterpiece. Not quite a time machine to 1913 but pretty darn close. I didn’t have much time for anything more than a walk-through, but I suspect a whole day wouldn’t have been enough.