New York’s hit parade
The winds were a-changin’ on Sag Harbor’s main drag.
Julie Andrews crossed the street with a friend. In a white summer scarf, using a cane to steady herself, she grabbed onto a bench at the curb.
Fancier cane, not the one Dick Van Dyke used to dance with in “Mary Poppins.”
Anthony Weiner a k a “Carlos Danger”? On Third Avenue wearing a helmet the now less dangerous Carlos kept stuffing a bag of chips in his face. That tongue flicked out to lick up each crumb.