To the Editor:
Have you marveled at a work of art that exudes a sense of satisfaction? The “Annunciation” by Tanner possesses such power; great architecture inspires us with beauty, form and function.
As a people we enjoy the improvement of our common, public domain, best observed these days from the Route 52 Causeway rising from the welcoming, coastal plain.
The engineering genius, the management of men, the planned and reasoned process from beginning to the end; the workers ever ready to perform the course declared, ever mindful of the legacy of production brotherhoods share.
The leadership of capital recognizing the integrity of sweat, the knowledge from experience in the workforce, the teams get the soundness of agreements establishing all we need to go as from the march and mud and bay, our bridge begins to grow.
The beauty even now as our vistas become real, I’ll stand and look so many ways someday, but not behind the wheel. This entrance to the jewel of isles where old beliefs are cherished; look at the plaques on the Boardwalk benches and see what family values nourish.
If there could be an argument sure enough to make us all agree that “unique” is a word without meaning, then from Peck’s Beach I’d flee. Until I got to Somers Point and felt the tide pull again, cruising the causeway around in a circle and back to the barrier friend.
Thanks be to God! America still works and hopes; in faith we always love, ask and forgive as we stumble along, until our eyes looked fixed ashore. The Lake brothers knew that a haven of rest should be stayed on Jehovah alone. Let the bridge be a tribute, a memorial, a pledge to the truth and the grandeur of home.
C. Michael Tolson