Just one week after the Herald published my letter about there being no letter “P” in “Binghamton”, I read your “Binghamton University Dean’s List” article---and was so proud to see that you had not only correctly spelled “Binghamton” in the headline, but also two more times in the body of the story. That’s a perfect 3-3, 100%, A+ ! Imagine my chagrin, however, when I was unexpectedly saddened to notice that immediately after your 3rd consecutive correct spelling of “Binghamton”, you misspelled its HARPUR College of Arts and Sciences as
My name is Michael Scro, and as of this week, I am officially the new editor for the Plainview-Old Bethpage Herald.
All of my 25 years I have lived on Long Island, and I am honored to serve the communities of Plainview and Old Bethpage. As a graduate of St. Anthony’s High School and Hofstra University, I pledge to the residents that I and my colleagues at Anton Community Newspapers will work to bring you truthful, insightful and relevant news.
In today’s climate of ever-shrinking funding, hard decisions need to be made in order to balance the school budget. As you consider where to make cuts and what programs to eliminate, please consider the following information about school library programs and school librarians.
While all school libraries are important, we believe that school libraries, especially elementary school libraries, and certified school librarians to staff them, are needed now more than ever. As you know, elementary school provides the basis upon which all further education is built. A strong school library program in elementary school will result in the future success of your students as they move toward college and careers.
While I’m in total agreement with John Owens’ “Buttafuocoed” views about Long Island, I have some disagreements with John Collins’ reaction letter published last week (“Joey’s Legacy”).
Collins is absolutely right when he says that “[Long Island] lacks political leadership that has any sense of vision for this area. The politicians are too vested in partisan politics and patronage. They lack the intelligence, experience and commitment to develop any bold, creative solutions to Long Island’s challenges...how dysfunctional the governmental process is in both counties. It is a half-century history of one stupid decision after another.”
Two wonderful things happened to this 78-year-old on the way to and in the city of Austin, Texas. First, I was told I could leave my shoes and jacket on through airport security, because my birth date was before 1937. Secondly, after a one-hour wait at an old-fashioned barbershop on Congress Street in town, I paid only $10 for a wonderful short haircut. Everyone else paid $18. No one was in a hurry.
Austin, the capitol of Texas, has many wonderful offerings. The first day, we walked along Congress Street, visiting unique shops and eateries. Allen’s Boots is an amazing cowboy store with hundreds of male and female fancy boots, Texas-sized hats (I bought one), and silver buckles and shirts. We ate Tex-Mex food at Magnolia’s Cafe.
As I approach 70 myself, my retirement letters-to-the-editor writing efforts pale in comparison to the nearing-90 newsman Lou Sanders’ still-ongoing twice-monthly column in the Mineola American. I tip my hat to him; especially since I’m confident that he knows there is no such place as “BinghamPton.” The otherwise-perfect “Hardest Working Newsman In Town” profile about him said that when he was much younger he “worked to get a Sunday section on track for the BinghamPton Press in upstate New York.” However, as a 1965 graduate of SUNY-Binghamton University (when it was known as Harpur College), I can assure you that there is no “p” in “Binghamton.” Even if it was spelled “BinghamPton”, it is in no way, shape or form related or similar to the Long Island HamPtons. There may be an East HamPton, a SouthamPton, a WesthamPton, and even a BridgehamPton; but there is No “BinghamPton—and never the twain shall meet. Right, Lou?
Homeowners who have not filed property assessment appeals in the last two years should file prior to May 1, 2013 deadline
Home prices fluctuate annually throughout Nassau County due to market conditions. In some cases, the price fluctuations may be uneven within the same area or amongst individual homes. The annual property re-assessment process, from the creation of the tentative roll to the end of the grievance process, is intended to deliver a final roll, which is as fair as possible, and free of errors. The grievance part of the process is intended to give homeowners the opportunity to point out and correct any errors in their individual assessment.
This country has so few (relative to population) genuine heroes (male) and heroines (female) that I don’t think any “heroine” (as reported in the March 22 page 3 headline, “Heroine Arrest”) should ever be arrested—no matter what she may have done.
I also cannot support the “sale of heroine,” as I don’t believe that such heroic women should ever be bought or sold.
Birds Fly, Images Remain
One recent March night in Florida, I lay awake at 3 a.m. watching images of birds and other wildlife dance in the darkness. They were of rare or uncommon recent sightings. Unable to forget them, I was writing an outline in my head of this article. Knowing I’d never remember it in the morning I got up to write while standing at the kitchen island in dim light. Part of the following is what I scrawled that night.
The Sea’s Toll
The day after a heavy rain, the beach has whitecaps that are out of a Winslow Homer painting. This isn’t the usual calm Gulf of Mexico. A dead loon is on the sand in calm finality. Did it exhaust itself struggling against that sea? Nearby is a lightning whelk egg case, something that rarely washes up here. Bone- colored, rather long and thick, it resembles a heavy snake. This once had contained the eggs, which spawned large numbers of lightning whelks common on Florida’s Gulf Coast. I carry it on a stick to show my wife the sea’s mystery, which is sometimes called a “mermaids necklace.” A woman apparently fascinated by it gets her camera and takes several pictures.
The LIRR train was packed with happy young people, all dressed up for the St. Patrick’s Day Parade. One guy was wearing a kilt, and everyone else seemed to be wearing bright green.
Lorraine and I were going to see the new show Kinky Boots: honestly, we had no idea what to expect. The show was still in previews, opening for reviews on April 4. The Al Hirschfield Theater on 45th Street quickly filled and seating was completely sold out for the performance.
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