Archive – Day 7
Friday, April 16, 1993
Looking Back...
We tooled around Brooklyn a little more, and spent most of the day visiting friends and relatives. We did take the subway down to Coney Island, which apparently I was not impressed by.
I have no time now! It is midnight, and this is the first chance I have had to write. I had all the time I wanted on the train, and now, when it’s important...
Well, anyway, I guess I can still write without bothering with specifics. Today we went to Coney Island, amidst the filth and grunge. Oh, the dirt was unimaginable. And the gathered masses were not exactly the best I have ever been around. I was filled with wonder and disgust. But, I was glad when we returned on the subway later that we only had to cross the platform and didn’t have to go down to the street.
But Coney Island was odd in that it seemed to be filled with prime beachfront property. A house on the Atlantic, miles of beach, proximity to New York, sounds like anybody’s dream. Yet, Coney Island is run down, empty lots, accompanied by near-slum conditions in the apartment houses nearby. Such filth at such a place does nothing more than show you how different New York society is from California, especially in the area of real estate.
We spent the rest of the time visiting with friends and relatives. Aunt Pat and them and the Sepe clan. I wish I could write more, but I believe I could use some sleep right now. Good night.
