A Trek to the City of my Childhood Dreams
The Empire City. The Big Apple. The City that Never Sleeps. New York. As a young child, I would sing Frank Sinatra’s, “New York, New York” with my dad while watching Yankees games. And at night, I would close my eyes and dream…By day, I was a centerfielder for the New York Yankees in the Bronx, and by night, I was a celebrity walking beneath the glorified skyscrapers and lights shining from Manhattan.
During the first few weeks of my freshman year in M&T, I watched many seniors’ eyes light up when they talked with each other about their highly coveted jobs in Manhattan. They told me, “A large portion of Penn’s senior class flocks up to New York after graduation. Next year, I’ll be working alongside my closest college friends.” I would sit quietly and wonder, “What could be so magical about a congested, grid-locked city?” Well, a few weeks ago, I finally got a taste of the mystique.






