You’ll be relieved to know that the guy in the foreground of this picture is not dead. At least, I don’t think he’s dead; I’m pretty sure I saw him twitch at least once while I was taking the picture.
But I don’t think it would have bothered the young woman at all, while she concentrated on her sandwich and soda.
Things have certainly changed in Bryant Park, behind the main branch of the New York Public Library, during the past 40 years. In 1969, the park being a staging area for several Vietnam protest; today, it seems to be used for concerts, public movies, picnics, sunbathing, and petanque.
It’s also amazing to see the high-tech, almost space-age, office buildings that now tower over the park, on 42nd Street, and Avenue of the Americas. When I visit this area in the 1980s, there were mostly 2-story and 3-story ramshackle buildings here, with pizza joints and tourist-junk stores on the ground floor.
I walked around the park for about half an hour, at lunch-time on a pleasant fall Saturday afternoon. Saw lots of interesting sights, did my best to capture the overall mood and feeling.