Thinking about My Brother

" I know Ma said we should take the bus, but we're going to take the subway, it's much faster." My brother loved to ride the subway, and me, well I just wanted to hang with my brother it really didn't matter how we got to Grandma's house. He was 12 and I was 9, my parents had few worries about their children riding public transportation, this was the sixties in New York City times a lot simplier back then. We bought one token and slipped through the turnstyle my brother pushing me through on a two for one deal, save the money for candy, always an added plus. 

I couldn't wait to get on the train, always opting for the first car