I’ve been so involved in a recent bout of neighborhood activism, that I completely forgot I had to compose a post today. My daughter and I just finished correcting some flyers a friend had copied for us in which she made a significant error. Sitting at the table with the white-out bottle, we felt like two revolutionaries at work in our political cell.
The issue is over-development in our town. The previous town board was very corrupt and made back-door deals with a lot of developers and town lawyers. The result is there are dozens of plans in the works, some already in construction, for apartment buildings to be squeezed in every nook and cranny of the town…adjacent to and, in some cases, on precious wetland areas.
The construction has been going on for the past year or two, but at a much slower pace. Suddenly, several stories are being added on to one-story shops in town, and mega-apartment buildings are rising everywhere. Those of us who love our suburban town, in all its splendid funkiness, are alarmed. At this point in time we can hardly ever find a place to park, the traffic is dense and unsafe, and the open space is closing up quickly. Developers are making a ton of money, and when they are done, they will move on to the next neighborhood…the next town.
I know we are not alone. Friends in other towns on LI are seeing the same thing happening. We have reached a tipping point; our quality of life is seriously threatened. I’m worried about the pedestrians who have nowhere safe to walk, the bicyclists who have nowhere safe to cycle, our children who cannot afford these very expensive apartments and must either live at home or leave the area completely.
I know there are larger issues happening all over the nation and I care deeply about them. But right now, my beloved town needs me and anyone else willing to fight for a moratorium on the rampant over-development. It will take a village to turn this trend around. This is definitely not how I thought I’d be spending my precious, carefree days of retirement!