I knew this was coming, but I don’t keep up on NYC news as well as I’d like, so I did not know until today that tokens for the New York subway were sold for the very last time
this past weekend. [Feel free to use the user/pass pair “gatsby/daisy” if you don’t have a NYT account.]
Back in college, visiting New York was nothing but a dream, and a friend named Anastasia gave me a subway token as a sort of “you’ll get there someday” keepsake. There has been an MTA token on my keychain ever since. Now it’s a relic. Sigh.
I have to admit that Metrocards
are nifty and convenient, but I’ve always liked the tokens. The very idea that the transit system was so important as to merit its own currency
struck me with awe the first time I found myself in Manhattan. I never knew the subway in the pre-electronic-turnstile era, but I always enjoyed the clink
of the token as it slipped into the slot just prior to the distinctive beeeeee
emitted by the gate when the green GO appears.
It has been 205 days since I was last in New York. This is entirely unacceptable.