Musings of My Godmother

Musings of your Godmother. In many ways your story is similar to the generation before you (Mary, Katherine, your mother, and me) - the Beach days. Way back when, the Burns family left the sidewalks of Yorkville behind every year around Memorial Day for summer stays at the Rockaways. That tradition continued until the early '50s when charter buses became popular. Shortly, it became obvious that these day-hops couldn't care less about keeping the shoreline pristine. In addition, the ocean itself was becoming noticeably affected by indiscriminate dumpings of the NYC Boroughs into the local rivers emptying into the Atlantic. Standing out in my mind was the disappearance of a daily exciting sight - schools of porpoise in the morning headed towards Long Island and in the evening back to the Jersey shore. Sadly, the time came to move on.

The recent oil spill is another hardship Edward's LA in-law relations and their friends who live near the bayou must endure. The area was ravaged by Katrina and now this on top of a totally depressed local economy. I must say that they're a tough bunch - true survivors - very much to be admired.

It seems to me that your missive could be the opening salvo for a career change - thinking of running for office? Love, Julie