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Cabiria's avatar

Yeaaaahh! I rode the subway alone at 9 in 1992, statistically a way more dangerous time. It was right after school so there were crossing guards, the train was always packed, and I remember feeling very safe and excited to do everything right and “keep my wits about me” and show my parents I could do it. It was the only way for me to get to the choir I had just gotten into, and my mom would meet me at a token booth half way and we’d ride the rest of the trip together. Love all these ideas. Thank you for bringing them up and for the great resources!

Katie Hawkins-Gaar's avatar

I love this topic and appreciate this thoughtful conversation so much. Thank you both!

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