
My New York Story
New York was once just a dream. In my early years, I never imagined I’d one day set foot on New York soil. But then came Dennis — now my husband — who swept me off to London for my 30th birthday. In a whirlwind of euphoria, he kissed me and said, “When you turn 40, I’m going to hire the Concorde, fly you to New York, we’ll stay at the Waldorf Astoria, and have dinner at the Ritz.” At the time, we were just dating. Then we got married, and life took a delightful turn — an unexpected opportunity



