On A Bus Home, Accompanied by Springsteen
October 1975. “Born to Run” is blasting on the bus radio, as we Westchesterites and Long Islanders fly through Rockland County. The SUCO bus left Oneonta at 4 p.m., and we’re due to arrive at the County Center at 8:30 p.m.
Then we see it, the Tappan Zee Bridge. While I’m glad to be back for the weekend — and looking forward to catching up with friends I’ve not seen in two months — I’m unprepared for the little shiver that runs through me.
I chose the upstate New York college for its nutrition program, then wondered what made me think chemistry would be easier than in high school? The following year I transferred to community college, switched majors, and worked part-time.
The bridge was nearly 20, the average age on that bus; Bruce, not much older.
You’ve seen creative Tweets, read the press release, and perused the blog posts: Thursday is the deadline for the 2014 Bridge Art Show, a collaboration with ArtsWestchester, Rockland Center for the Arts, Rivertown Artists Workshop and Nyack Art Collective.
The project’s Visual Quality Panel — including RoCA Board of Directors President Robert L. Fellows — will select a Best of Show and two runners-up for the work, shown in Tarrytown and Nyack.
If I were a painter, my canvas would show the inside of that chartered bus, where you step up into seats on either side of the aisle; above them, compartments hold luggage and coats. In those seats, some teenagers are dozing, some are watching the bridge — illuminated against the dark sky — move closer, others are belting out, “Tramps like us baby we were born to run!”
I’d like to know what you think.
Copyright © Janie Rosman and Kaleidoscope Eyes 2014