As a former subject of the Crown, I’d like to welcome H.M. Queen Elizabeth II to New York today, her first visit in 34 years.
I’ve got very little Englishness left. I hardly ever visit the place, and dislike most of what I see when I’m there. I still go a bit lumpy-throated over the Queen, though. The first public event that really impinged much on my consciousness was her Coronation in 1953, the day before my eighth birthday. Now here are Betty and I at the other end of life in a world completely changed. So the great wheel turns.