Mom To Coney Island.
And as always, at her favorite spot right by the Aquarium.
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In crashing thunderous waves
in glassy moonlit nights
I am free to wander
to my hearts delight.
I will not forget you
though free I need to be
and we will meet again
when you shall come to me.
My baby john, thank you. Beautiful beautiful and so so comforting.
True beauty from the heart, reaching even the distant listener.
So moving, Claire. We love you.
Hi CO - always loved that stop. Especially back in the day when Coney was a little heavier than it is now. You get out - you're right at the sea, walk down to Brighton Beach . . . you could almost be in Europe. Almost.
T.
The photo series tells the story...lovely and moving. And, the sun shines strong and bright...best wishes.
You did it! You did it! A fitting tribute. A beautiful one.
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