Dear Editor (Queens Chronicle):
I am writing this letter so I can vent my anger and frustrations. I recently received, in the mail, a summons from the Sanitation Department of this great city, stating that I had a dirty sidewalk one day in July.
I, who have lived here all my life and know and obey all the rules and regulations — and am 73 years old with Parkinson’s disease — am out every morning sweeping. Once the sidewalk is clean a bell does not ring in my home telling me that another day worker has thrown his garbage or lunch remains on my sidewalk. I cannot be outside, with my broom, 24 hours a day.
I won’t even get into the problems of them using my backyard for their bathroom. It’s really gross.
Stated on my summons were all the items they saw on my sidewalk. Menus, not mine, that the local restaurants stick on all the doors and then get blown off to land on the sidewalk. Coffee cups, drink containers and foam dinner plates. Not mine. I know the proper way to dispose of them. Yet, I get the summons for $100 while they walk away only to litter wherever, once again.
I cannot make the trip to Jamaica to fight this summons so I just want to ask you ... isn’t something very wrong with this picture?
The City wants you out, grandma! Need to make way for Sanctaury City residents. So the City will continue to make money off you until you leave...or die.
Photo from Litterary Journal