The Times, They Are A-Changing
What is happening in the west end of Rockaway?
Bank robberies at Arverne by the Sea.
A sordid murder nearby the bank.
Aging biker dudes on Beach 128 Street.
A public school with less than an A report card grade.
Timothy the Viking with kiddy porn on Beach 122 Street.
A drug party so horrendous that three young men are taken to the hospital from Beach 142 Street.
Kids getting evicted from their soccer and baseball fields at our national park in Fort Tilden.
Successively more dangerous St. Patrick’s Days and Halloweens.
A Tornado at Breezy Point.
A home invasion on Beach 118 Street.
The loss of a vital hospital, the major hospital on the peninsula for west end residents.
The loss of one of our only fast food restaurants.
What is it all coming too?
At one time, you bought a house in the west end, had relative peace with little crime. You could leave your doors open during the day and could enjoy your beach with your neighbors without any interference by the police or the parks enforcement cops.
Your kids could attend the best elementary school in the city and then move on to the Scholars’ Academy for middle and high school.
Nobody thought of biker gangs, home invasions, lousy schools, burglaries, where to go for health care or where they were going to grab a quick meal with the kids.
Now, that has changed. The world has come to Rockaway and there is probably nothing we can do about it.
The police are doing a good job, and it is not their fault that a biker gangster decided to make bombs and sell guns while his wife ran a day care center downstairs.
Nor is it their fault that a bunch of hipster know-nothings decided to take dangerous drugs in the basement of their grandmother’s home.
This is just a general letter about the unease of a community that our somewhat bucolic standing in New York City is about to end and there is nothing anybody, but the residents themselves, can do anything about.