So nice….they say it twice.

I forgot how much I love New York.

Watch your step at the Met.

The art, the people (except David Letterman) and the hustle all complement each other to create a place that invigorates and inspires people from everywhere on the planet.

Having spent the past 10 years in California, I forgot that there are people who don’t worry about life’s minutiae and who spend their time on things more important than how George Bush screwed up the country today.

New York is a place where things get done.

Even the subway is clean.

Yeah, its tough, but now, today, the city has a distinctively friendly side. People look at each other. They smile. They help each other get through the day.

I had heard that after 9/11 the city became a town, a big neighborhood, where everyone looked out for each other.

Its true.

Mind you, there are not a lot of “”New Yorkers,” of the Rockefeller or Roosevelt pedigree, left in New York. But once there, and working, you qualify for membership. In California, we call it diversity. In New York, they call it Tuesday.

Ambition, and a path to success.

We can never forget about the promise this country provides to people from all around the globe. The hope to live a better life than those who came before us. The promise to make this a better place for those we leave behind.

Big shoulders push big ideas and innovation. It is impossible to walk around this city and try to deny that little is impossible. To come back to this from the devistation of 2001 is beyond comprehension.

Tuesday, by the way, is just another day at the crossroads of the world.