I grew up on a small island in the middle of New York City.
Sandwiched in between Queens and Manhattan, Roosevelt Island is two miles long and 800 foot wide.
As a kid in the 1980s there were only 6,000ish residents. Today, this hidden New York gem is home to nearly double that.
I can’t count how many New Yorkers I’ve spoken to who have never heard of Roosevelt Island. The most common response I hear is “people live there?” Other times, it’s confused with Randall’s Island and Riker’s Island.
At night, Roosevelt Island is especially beautiful and eerie. Unlike the rest of New York City, which never sleeps, the Island goes to bed pretty early and leaves its streets and courtyards empty.
The 36th Avenue Bridge, aka the Welfare Island Bridge, is the only way for vehicles to get on and off Roosevelt Island. Years ago, cars also were able to ride down an elevator from the Queensboro Bridge to gain access.
I’m really looking forward to going home next week before setting off on an open-ended ticket to India. My Mom still lives there, as do many of my childhood friends. It’s pretty much the best place ever!
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And finally, check out the aerial cable car that I got to ride every day to get to and from elementary school.