Duane wore his orange hat on Sunday and it is a good thing he did. We spent some time at the Frick and then thought we would walk through the park. Fifth Avenue was closed off for the Greek parade, celebrating their indolence from Turkey more than a century ago. We were swallowed up by parade goers and paraders,, all in blue and white. We followed the hat. Duane pointed to this rock in front of the Metropolitan and I took a photo of it.
