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Staten Island Touch and Go
June 20, 2014

Unfortunately, it appears that every Saturday or Sunday, at about the same time we decide we should go somewhere for fun and a change of scenery, eight million New Yorkers reach the same conclusion and scramble. I'm not sure how our intentions are leaked, maybe I should check with Assange or Snowden. The bottom line is we all end up, it seems, competing for subway cars and breathable air. Last weekend, Marie and I opted for a cross-city stampede, the whole shebang, north to south, from Harlem to the bottom of Staten...

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Mount Loretto, Staten Island - Mirage or Reality? - Part 1
June 13, 2012

In need of exotic freshness, I once drew our public transit maximum range circle on a map, its centre pinned on our Brooklyn apartment. It turned out the most distant point I could reach aboard the MTA subway system was the very bottom tip of Staten Island, about 30 kilometres from home as the crow flies. Staten Island is the southernmost New York City borough and it is also the emptiest. Served by only four bridges and a ferry, the island is awkwardly isolated from the rest of the world, both geographically and in...

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Staten Island Revisited - Mushroom and Poison Ivy Galore
September 5, 2011

Staten Island, however close to us, remains sort of a no man's land. When our friend Frank, Marie and I visited Greenbelt Park this Sunday, I think the three of us combined had less than ten lifetime visits to the island under our belt! The woods were quite deserted and storming with mosquitoes, probably hurricane-bred. We walked and walked, eyes on the ground and peeled for all things small, woody, colorful and rare. An intimate look Mushrooms were everywhere, most of them unknown even to Marie and Frank, who...

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Utter failure at the Staten Island boatyard
September 3, 2009

It wasn't entirely my fault. Teased by descriptions found on Forgotten NY and enticed by the superb photography of Shaun O'Boyle, I'd decided to head south instead of north, and hunt for the old rather than the odd. I would seek, reach, explore and document the old boatyard in Rossville, Staten Island. The perspective of a shoreline graveyard full of ghostly rusted boats forever sleeping in a muddy prison had me jumping up and down like a hungry flea in sight of its dog. Of course, a reasonable analysis of my project...

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Invading the Hood
August 1, 2022

On a recent visit to Staten Island's Conference House Park, the lanternflies were everywhere. There were insect highways going up tree trunks, and more annoyingly, they'd fall back on us. Nobody likes bugs, missunderestimated* threat or not. Lanternfly on ID.4 • ♦ • * As someone not so famous once...

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