| Issue #50, March 23, 2007 |
Letters
BEHOLD THE BEAUTY
Dear Dan,
I guess that by now others informed you that the picture is not Ava, but Lana.
Judy Sneed
Via email
I wondered about that. –DR
A BAD SIGN
Dear Dan,
After leaving a “For Sale” sign at a residence in Montauk for a year or so after the ‘exclusive’ expired (stuck to rot by the side of the house), and ignoring all requests by the owner to pick it up (and telling the owner not to worry about it), it would be considered abandoned by a “major” real estate broker.
So why, after having their requests denied for ANOTHER exclusive/listing (because of over reaching language in the listing agreement), did this brokerage company call the police to complain that the rusty rotten abandoned sign was painted by the owner and used for a “For Sale” sign, a year or so after the ‘exclusive’ expired (when they obviously had the owner’s phone number)?
Would it have been better for the owner to just bring it to the recycling center himself, somehow? Sour grapes? I heard the real estate market is a bit slow, but are the real estate companies now forcing people to buy their abandoned signs at $75 per sign?
Thanks.
An abandoned owner
Via e-mail
They are particularly anxious to sell the outdated signs when a company gets swallowed up. – DR
CLEARING UP THE COMICS
Dear Dan,
In response to Oliver Peterson’s inquiry (When In Manhattan (3/16/07) as to which courthouse steps were the scene of Captain America’s death in Marvel Comics #25. Desertnews.com, reported that it was New York City’s Federal Courthouse. I have no reason to doubt their accuracy in reporting and so I will, until proven otherwise, take that to be the truth.
And you thought, Ollie, that no one was paying attention…….enthusiastically responding via snail mail, your undying fan and big brother.
Aubrey Peterson
East Hampton
I thought he was the guy who fell from the top of the Empire State Building –DR
EAR PLUG ON THE EAST END?
Dear Dan,
Well, doodle, doodle, do! What about the horse whinnying police?
The traffic noise while I’m taking a Sunday afternoon nap police? How about the nose hair police? The ever so annoying baby crying in the supermarket police? Post nasal drip uncontrollable coughing in church police? Cell phone talking loud enough that I can hear your conversation police? The I don’t know how to give back change sales clerk police? How about using the sidewalk etiquette police? Fashion police? Cellulite police? The ugly garden police? The kids screaming and jumping in the pool police? Department store overstuffed racks police? Too many SUVs police? Too many beds and baths in a single dwelling home police? The noisy speed boat police? Noisy brats on the beach police? Clicking jaw while you chew your food in a public restaurant police? The sneeze police? Perfume police? Oh, what about the chronic complainers police?
Chop, chop, Town of East Hampton Board. You’ve got a lot of work to do.
Fondly.
Linda Nelson
Via E-mail
It’s a tough job and somebody’s got to do it. –DR
A SAD TALE
Dear Dan,
Re: Vincenzo Riccardi– March 2, 2007 Obituary
When I first heard about the story, I wasn’t surprised as the world was.
In about 1975, Newsday’s Sunday Magazine front cover story was about a man who died in his chair in front of the television. He was dead one, possibly, three years! The man lived in Elmhurst or Elmont, Queens. The house was located very close to the others; the grass wasn’t cut, newspapers strewn across the yard etc. Yet no one noticed or cared.
I was in Sag Harbor in the late 1980s when I met a man from New York City. He said: “a person could come out here and die, no one would know!” How correct he was.
Thank you.
Robert Corwin
Southampton
Hi Robert, glad to hear you’re still around. –DR
SUPPORT OUR FRIENDS
Dear Dan,
Thank you for your purchase of tickets for the eighth annual Valentine Salon luncheon benefiting East End Hospice’s Camp Good Grief.
Cam Good Grief is a ground – breaking children’s bereavement day camp provided by East End Hospice for children who have experienced the profound loss of a loved one. For one week each summer, at St. Gabriel’s Retreat on Shelter Island, children participate in arts and crafts, group therapy, water sports and structured play under the guidance of trained therapists, staff and volunteers.
Your support of the Valentine Salon helps to make Camp Good Grief possible and is deeply appreciated by everyone here at East End Hospice, especially the children who attend Camp Good Grief.
Sincerely,
Pricilla A. Ruffin
President & CEO
East End Hospice
Westhampton Beach
A LITTLE QUIRKY
Dear Dan,
Well – Dan did it again when he wrote that Ira Rennert built a house for “he and his family.” Strange, no one would say “for his family and he.”
This is probably the most common English error, other than “hopefully, the weather will improve,” as if the weather was able to hope for something.
Not important at all, but we do want our beloved Dan to be perfect, don’t we?
Sincerely.
Howard Purcell
Amagansett
I are perfect – DR
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