On October 29, 2012, Hurricane Sandy struck Breezy Point, home to many New York City first responders. Firefighters from the Roxbury, Rockaway Point, and Point Breeze Volunteer Fire Departments remained on duty throughout the storm, ready to assist our neighbors. That night, our quiet, oceanfront community was ravaged by the hurricane's winds and waves, leaving 202 homes destroyed and 2,219 severely damaged. Another 126 homes were then devoured by one of the largest residential fires in New York City history. In the weeks following, our actions became international news and an inspiration for a massive recovery effort. Despite freezing temperatures and primitive conditions, volunteers from across the globe fought to save and rebuild our battered community. During this time, we witnessed incredible acts of bravery, sacrifice and selflessness by the volunteers and residents who struggled to carry on. This is our story.

Lawrence grew up on the long peninsula, and though he is a professional historian, they say that Carol brought a degree of detachment and scholarship that prevented the account from being a personal memoir. They describe the transformation of the urban community in southern Queens during the decades immediately after World War II. Annotation (c)2003 Book News, Inc., Portland, OR (booknews.com).

An "overview for anyone wishing to trace [his or her] Irish ancestors within the five boroughs of New York City. It is especially beneficial for those researching ancestors from the beginning of the 19th century to the early 20th"--P. 11.

Comprehensive coverage of the best fishing waters along the northeast coast.

Told in an inimitable voice, Leaving Breezy Street is the stunning account of Brenda Myers-Powell’s brutal and beautiful life. “Careful—don’t think prostitution is just about money. It’s never just the money. It’s about slipping in at all the wrong places. Getting into dangerous situations and getting out of them. That’s exciting. That’s what you want. But you want something else, too.” What did Brenda Myers-Powell want? When she turned to prostitution at the age of fifteen, she wanted to support her two baby daughters and have a little money for herself. She was pretty and funny as hell, and although she called herself “Breezy,” she was also tough—a survivor in every sense of the word. Over the next twenty-five years, she would move across the country, finding new pimps, parties, drugs, and endless, profound heartache. And she would begin to want something else, something huge: a life of dignity, self-acceptance, and love. Astonishingly, she managed to find the strength to break from an unsparing world and save not only herself but also future Breezys. We have no say into which worlds we are born. But sometimes we can find a way out.