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Sea Cape Cod by Michael Mosier

Coming soon: Link to Waterfront Photography, in historic downtown Hyannis, Massachusetts, Cape Cod, USA 02651

June 26, 2016

A hallowed haunt…

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 11:09 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the once again sunny, breezy, warm, inviting island of Nantucket! Good to be with you on a beautiful Sunday morning, The Twenty-Sixth Day of June, 2016, broadcasting LIVE on a little strip of sand ‘time’ left behind, save the Cape Cod Mall, the new Audi dealership, Whole Foods, Bernie and Phil’s, oh, let’s just forget the whole darn thing, just build that ‘dang fence already will ya!

We kid the corporate invasion, for what would we do without Verizon superstores selling us the newest, more expensive, radiating ELF microwaved NSA surveillance device?

Cape Cod and the aforementioned Isles have not been devoured by a “multinational” corporate presence permanently though, take the John F. Kennedy Memorial on Ocean Street in lovely and quite historic Hyannis for example. Pulling into the quaint, unassuming parking lot, you stare out at the lush trees towering overhead, the American flag piercing the blue skies above, with the U.S. presidential seal pinned center on that elegant, understated rock monument.  Jack’s face on the other side, complete with a beautiful fountain, glimmering in the sunlight, as that light dances in the eternal waters of blue below, freshly pruned red, yellow and pink roses adorn the outer perimeter, with 12 benches completing the circle of the memorial’s simple architectural layout, with a quote from Jack at the center of the fountain’s message reading,

“I believe that a country should sail, and not lie still in the harbor”.

Putting aside the 5×7 electronic collared “smart? phone” for a moment, just a moment, stepping boldly out of one’s vehicle, then taking in a deep, salt aired breath, striding out onto the freshly cut green, green grass that adorns this hallowed haunt, unplugging from all of the other voices gathered about in one’s head, staying the moment, allowing it if you please, one is suddenly filled awe and inspiration with what Jack Kennedy was actually talking about all those 54, 55, 56 years ago, lo, what he embodied as a leader and family man, what it’s really all about at the ‘end of the day’, and what he deeply wished for all in this country…


A great Sunday to all currently ensnared in this ’series of tubes’ (credit:  the late Alaska Senator Ted Stevens), known ’round this “big, spinning blue ball out in space”, as the world, wide, web…


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