OK. I confess. I have a crush on Harrison Ford.It started off quite innocently. I was about 10 when my sister and I took our annual trip to Yonkers to spend a couple of weeks with my grandparents on Windemere Drive. Between traipsing here and there to see the Mets play , visit the Museum of Natural History or go to Coney Island, I was introduced to the first of what would turn out to be a long series of crushes on unattainable men.