John T. Alstrom, Jr. (1914-1984) Veteran of WWII and Korea
Father was primarily in the Aleutian Islands during WWII. In Korea, he lost a leg when he stepped on a land mine. After that he left the military and moved to Monterey Park, California. My parents were divorced by that time.
[header photo — Prince’s Bay was it’s original name. However, after a time, people began calling it and writing it as Princess Bay. When I was visiting a boat yard there, I saw an official-looking sign that said “Princess Bay.” This is a situation where a mistake has turned into the accepted truth. It’s actually where Raritan Bay boarders Staten Island. Of course, this is all part of the Atlantic Ocean.]
The first thing I thought of when I thought the word “fresh” was fruit and vegetables, but I think that was mainly because I am more interested in eating than I would prefer. Then I thought of sunrise. Sunrise is the start of a new day, and new and fresh are antonyms. Every sunrise is a fresh start in life–on one level at least. With a beautiful sunrise, even Brooklyn can look good.
This is how the sun rise looks early every morning from most anywhere along Staten Island’s South Shore.
I lived in a bungalow in Midland Beach, Staten Island for 15 years. [see my post –“An Afternoon at Midland Beach, Staten Island, USA ] therefore, I was anxious to go look at it and see if my old house were still there. I got there by walking down New Dorp Lane to New Dorp Beach, then walking on the beach to Midland Beach, which is the next beach down from New Dorp. I walked along the beach which was entirely empty of people, except at first I saw one man with a camera like me, but he left. I saw a dead dog on the beach, but I didn’t take a Picture of it. It was awful. The air was clear and the sky was the most beautiful I had ever seen it.
I walked along the beach from New Dorp to Midland Beach without seeing another person. Then I walked up Midland Avenue to Kiswick St, where I used to live, and looked at my old house. It didn’t look injured from the outside, which surprised me because it was very inured and fragile when I was living in it, which was one reason I moved. I then continued walking up Midland Avenue to Hylan Blvd. where on the corner they have a MacDonalds. I was exhausted by this time. I had been walking for over two hours, and my back was starting to hurt. I had breakfast at MacDonald before continuing on my journey to end up at home again.