An impromptu beach run followed by an impromptu portrait. My co-pilot explained it to her friend, "She's attracted to homeless people"... I say it's more like I'm attracted to characters and here was a true character! John was sitting atop the steps like royalty - the highest of the low. At first confused by my approach then rocked out to a great song for the camera. He loved having his photo taken. The neighbor tells us he 'lives' down the block but hangs around in front of 113-03 most days. I offered to get him something from the store but all he wanted was a few prints for his girl Susie Lee. Easy enough, I think I'll also bring him some cream for his legs... ouch. Just hope he's still around when I circle back this week.
6.03.2013
Thinking about Sandy.
It was a pleasant surprise to find 200+ volunteers from Tourism Cares at Fort Tilden clearing sand and collecting garbage.
It's been 8 months since Hurricane, Frankenstorm/Superstorm whatever you want to call her, Sandy bulldozed her way through the East Coast. It took me almost a week to really understand the reality of what happened then and 8 months more to return to the shore. The closest beach I know, the relief from the heat, the escape from the city. Changed.
The coastline itself doesn't look too bad but the closed beaches, missing boardwalks and sand covered parking lots remind you otherwise. For those that lost all and others just returning to their homes that were covered in the sea it's going to be a long summer. Although the concessions are nearly open, the random boats floating or flipped onto the shore where they shouldn't be and crooked docks leading to collapsed homes all along Broad Channel are vivid reminders that so much still needs to be done.