For the Love of the Garment District

So today I set sail (in our subaru) from Frenchtown to the garment district with my son.  Ribbons, lace, zippers and fabric galore.  He had never accompanied me on this adventure before and could not believe the abundance of these items that exist in just a few city blocks.  We emerged victorious in our purchases, visited places I used to go with my grandfather and even rode the carousel in Bryant Park.  The NYC garment district has touched another generation of my family, happiness….


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