I first moved to Rye with 2 babies in tow. I lived in the Arcade building on Purchase Street and the Rye YMCA was a hop, skip and a jump from me. Then I moved to Mead Place and the Rye Y was still a hop, skip and a jump. I finally moved to Stuyvesant Avenue and felt bad that I had to commute to the Y.
The Y has been a sanctuary to me since the first time I put my children in the babysitting room. Now with my children at ages 13, 16 and 19, the Rye YMCA remains a place of solace, sanctuary and sanity.
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