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                                                                                                                                 L to R:  Richard Arbon’s birthday party;
                                                                                                                                 Kris and his wife, the guy who made
                                                                                                                                 the titcote and delivered it come in
       It takes a village  Michael Rosenblum                                                                                     for a coffee;  Tim Summers repairs the
                                                                                                                                 front step.
            hen we first told friends   vast numbers, New York is, in fact,  said.  “I cannot believe you did   craftsman, and he built the gates   Finally, Lisa had ordered a hand-
       Wthat we were leaving New     a very lonely place. Dale Abbey,   that. Now we will never get rid of   and fences that are in front of our   made titcote, a small house for the
       York to go and live in Dale Ab-  as it turns out, is not.    him!”                         small cottage. He served a fine   garden birds to live in.  Kris, the
       bey, a small village in England,   Years ago, when I was married to   This is how one lives in New York.  meal and we all sat in his garden   man who made it, and his wife
       they were aghast.             my now, thankfully, ex-wife, we   In your own bubble.  Isolated and   and chatted.          hand-delivered it. They appeared
       “Are you insane?” they would ask.   lived in a classic Soho loft.  These   very much alone, as it turns out.  I   Earlier yesterday, I heard a noise   with their dog, Brian.  When
                                     large apartments were once indus-
                                                                                                                                 they came, Lisa invited all three
                                                                    recently read in the same census
                                                                                                  in front of our home, and I walked
       “What are you going to do with   trial spaces where rows of wom-  that 52.3% of New Yorkers live   out to find Tim, another neighbor,   of them, Brian included, in for
       yourself?  You’ll be back in six   en sat at sewing machines from   alone. I am not surprised.   fixing the brick steps that lead up   a cup of coffee and one of her
       months.”                      dawn to dusk.  When the clothing   When I came to Dale Abbey, I im-  to our home. He had brought over   home-made muffins.  Trust me,
       Eight months later, I don’t think   business went to Asia, these giant   mediately felt the difference. This   a wheelbarrow with cement and   in Manhattan we don’t invite the
       so. In fact, I can fairly say that we   spaces were turned into artist’s   was not a residence. This was a   was repairing our broken entry-  delivery people in for a coffee, and
       are never going back.  Life in Dale   lofts and then massive apartment,   community. This was an extended   way.  To him, this was simply the   they don’t come with their dogs.
       Abbey, as it turns out, is far richer,   often with 20-foot ceilings and   family. This was a village.  right thing to do.  He saw it was   The security people in the building
       more fulfilling and interesting than   several thousand square feet of liv-  For most of human history, we   broken and he came over to fix it.   would never allow it. If we ever
       life in Manhattan ever was.    ing space.  I lived in one of these.    have lived in villages.  Village life   Tim’s dog Alfie is a regular visitor   engaged in such shocking behav-
       It is true that Dale Abbey has no   In my building there were two loft   is, in fact, our norm. It is in our   to our house. He generally just   iour, we would get a stern letter of
       Broadway shows, but truth be   spaces per floor, and the only way   DNA.  It is how we are supposed   lets himself in, as we generally   reprimand from the Board. I would
       told, we rarely went to Broadway   in was by a keyed elevator.  Each   to live.  City life is not normal, it is  keep the door open.  He is happy   also say that our neighbors would
       shows, even though Broadway was   loft owner got a key to their floor,   not nurturing and it is not healthy,   to see us, and we are happy to see   probably refuse to make eye con-
       only five blocks away. Broadway   and there were two doors on the   Broadway shows or not.  him.  Leaving a door open would   tact with us in the lift, but they do
       shows are for tourists.  Dale Abbey   elevator, one for the south loft   Every Friday here in Dale Abbey,   be an unthinkable piece of suicidal   that already. That is how we live in
       doesn’t have Rockefeller Center,   and one for the north. I lived in   the entire village goes up to The   insanity in Manhattan, let alone   Manhattan.
       that we used to live across the   3 South.  There were only 8 lofts   Carpenter’s Arms, our local pub.    having a dog walk in.  But not in Dale Abbey.
       street from, but who wants to go   in the building, so you never saw   It is a weekly ritual.  They may   Last week, Paul, another neigh-  It is true, Dale Abbey does not
       to Rockefeller Center?  Tourists.    anyone.                 go for a lager (which I am still   bor dropped by and asked me if   have Broadway shows, it does not
       Dale Abbey does not have Times   But one day, I got into the elevator,  getting used to), but they actually   I wanted to go and see a village   have a Philharmonic, it does not
       Square, a few blocks to the west of   and someone joined me in it.  This   go to see one another, to see how   cricket match at Risley, the next   have 3-star Michelin restaurants.
       us.  But, trust me, no one but tour-  was most unusual.  I put my key   everyone is doing, to share stories   town over.  Being an American, of   What it does have is a wonderful
       ists go to Times Square.  I have   into 3 South and he put his key   and to bond.  It is a beautiful thing   course, I have no understanding of   and nurturing sense of community.
       never once had an overwhelming   into 3 North. He was my neighbor!   to see and experience. It may seem   cricket, but Paul founded the team   And that is worth far more than all
       urge to visit either Bubba Gump’s   Well, we had only lived there for   the norm for those who live here,   in 1970 (as regular readers of Il-  the Broadway shows in the world.
       Shrimp House or the Museum of   three years or so, and I was meet-  but for someone who has spent his   keston Life will know) and he not   And for this reason, we are never
       M&Ms, and I am quite delighted   ing my next-door neighbor for the   entire life in Manhattan, it is an   only painstakingly explained the   going back.  Life, as it turns out, is
       that neither of these affronts to   first time. I introduced myself and   extraordinary event.  game to me. (I now know, at least,   far richer and more rewarding than
       Western Civilization blight little   we chatted.             Yesterday, we were all invited to   what LBW means) but also intro-  life in Midtown Manhattan. Who
       Dale Abbey.                   As we approached our floor, I   my neighbor Richard’s house –   duced me to pretty much everyone   could have known?
       What Dale Abbey does have, the   suggested he come over for a cup   just down the street. (Everyone is   else who had turned up to watch   Pictured below:
       Manhattan does not, is neighbors.  of coffee.                just down the street, as there are   the game.  We sat in the shade of   The weekly Friday village get together
       This may seem strange.  New York   When I got home, I told Glenda,   only three streets).  It was Rich-  the pavilion, drinking beers and   at the Carpenter’s Arms (outdoors to
       City, after all, has 18 million peo-  my ex, what had happened.  ard’s 69th birthday, and the whole   applauding when appropriate. (I   keep COVID safe);
       ple, according to the latest census.    She went livid.      village turned out to celebrate   still had to be told when to ap-  My first cricket match - at Risley.
       Dale Abbey has 92.  Despite its   “Are you out of your mind?” she   with him.  Richard is a master   plaud), but it was a grand time.  Alfie the dog next door.
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