It's been a while!
In the early 1940s, the Rockaway Freeway (which, with its many at-grade street intersections, is a freeway in name only) was built on the former right-of-way of the Long Island Rail Road, which had recently been elevated above street level on the structure you see here. It's a notoriously dangerous road, although it was made considerably less so in the late 1990s when it was reduced from two lanes in each direction to one.
The rail line was abandoned by the LIRR in 1955, but it reopened the following year as part of the subway system. The section in the photograph is currently served by the A train; the Rockaway Park Shuttle operates on the western portion of the line.
Like many of the vehicles lining the streets along the beach, this one looks like it arrived in town this morning bearing a surfboard or two.
Take a gander at the latest Chick tract to hit the streets.
This preserve is named for the microbiologist who coined the phrase "Think Globally, Act Locally."
I keep seeing them every 100 feet or so along the edge of the wildlife sanctuary.
A million miles away from the faint skyline of Manhattan
Indeed!
That bridge in the background carries the A train over Jamaica Bay from Subway Island (yes, that's what it's called!) to the Rockaways.
if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire the A-Team.
This 1897 bell dates back to the old village of Arverne-by-the-Sea, which was once a happening beach resort before being leveled to the ground in the late 1960s and then resurrected, without the hyphens, as a new mixed-use development over the past several years.
That's gotta be rough on business at the liquor store.
