As Sandy roared through
NJ and NY causing destruction and devastation in it’s wake, it also roared
through Ocean City, NJ, knocking
century-old summer cottages off their foundations, swamping the quaint downtown
under 2 feet of floodwater, and gave the iconic 59th Street fishing pier its final blow.
In better days on the beach, I witnessed miles of the most
perfect shell sand, white as snow, and clean. The waves gently lapping at the pier and the rocks. Dunes, both man made and natural, held firm against the
winds by the beach grass. If you
were lucky enough to be among the many people who made the pilgrimage to see
the pier, (or the remains of it) you would expect to be part of a group of
photographers. Pros and amateurs alike, even in the winter, would flock like
seagulls, jockeying for position before sunrise to capture that perfect image.
For me, the religious undertones were strong.
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| 59th Street Pier |
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| The Eagles Cross |
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| Resurrection |
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All that remains
My trip here two weeks ago was a reaffirmation that mans' hand in this world will always be subject to the forces of nature.
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I love this place too...just before sunrise on a winter's day, the movement of the shadows across the rocks contrasted with the sparkling sand drenched in morning light....it was one of those special places you come often and become lost in. I will surely miss it too!
ReplyDeleteYes! I "knew" this spot, I felt comfortable here, always looking for a new perspective. Maybe the solution here is to search out a new location, -your story- that will represent your point of view and make the place your own!
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