At Sands Point,
Long Island, a boy and his father examine sea shells, large and small, skip rocks across the waves, chase seagulls and watch cormorants perched on deteriorating pilings.
Nearby is a sign, “NO WALKING Beyond This Point, OFF LIMITS.” The “gold coast” of
Long Island is full of private stretches of shoreline in front of fancy expensive homes.
I ask if one of them is a museum, and feel foolish upon hearing that, “No, it is a summer home, closed now for the season.” To me, it seems a waste of gorgeous coastline to live there only a small portion of the year. And a waste of real estate to live in a house that is the size of a public building.
This little boy undeterred by the "Off Limits" signs, blithely steps over the line and runs off along the beach chasing seagulls.
After a few moments of calling with no response, his father sets off down the private sand and shore to retrieve his son.