Parkinson’s disease has made it hard for me to walk more than a few feet at a time. That’s tough luck for an architecture critic. But sometimes, my husband, Chuck, pushes me in a wheelchair.
I knew visiting Little Island, the new park in the Hudson River, would be a challenge, but Chuck agreed to push. The paths are relatively smooth, and the inclines are (I am told) ADA-compliant. Still, by the time we got to the “top”—the park’s highest and westernmost point—Chuck was huffing and puffing. Chuck can run miles, bike up the side of a mountain, or play full-court basketball with teenagers without breaking a sweat. So the huffing and puffing says something about Little Island.
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