You blame the car?
“Yes, if it wasn’t for the automobile we wouldn’t need these roads. People would live and work in the same damn place.”
“Wouldn’t that just — isolate people?”
“It builds community. Curse that bastard Moses!”* She shook her head vehemently, “It’ll never be the same.”
“The parks are good ain’t they, and the beach is nice tho, Ma. How would we get there?”
“He didn’t create the beach. It was there before man existed.”
“I guess you’re right,” she let a sigh escape, “If it wasn’t for the damn car we wouldn’t be stuck here in traffic.”
word count: 100
*Robert Moses was a city planner who shaped the development in and around New York City. ”Those who can, build,” Mr. Moses once said. ”Those who can’t, criticize.” He was a man who got things done no matter what stood in his way. He remains a controversial figure. You can read more in this Barron’s article Did Robert Moses Ruin New York City?
While I grew up frolicking around the remnants of the World’s Fair of 1964; the daily commute I had on the Cross Bronx Expressway, I do not wish on anyone. I once told my husband, “You know I must love you deeply to marry you, move to Jersey, and deal with that drive everyday.” The 12-mile commute took 1.5 to 2 hours, if the Yankees (boo. hiss.) were playing in town it was 3 hours at least.
Written in response to Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who challenges us to think outside the box and write a story of 100 WORDS OR LESS from the given photo prompt. This week’s photo prompt provided by Al Forbes