Dear City of Westfield, I am very sorry that I am unable, as I am disabled and unable to be in the cold, to pick up the blue chair, that is all over Mechanic Street, that was destroyed over the weekend by some young men who apparently were not raised in a good home and taught not to touch other peoples property. I should have known that there was something amiss when at 3:09 a.m., they awoke my husband and I, screaming at the top of their lungs. I also thought that the damage that was being done was trash cans did not get picked up during the day. I am sorry. I do not wish them harm, I do wish that they will grow up and be able to pay taxes to take care our country and the future. I hope that their families grow up and teach their children better and right from wrong. I hope that the school that they go to will be able to educate these young men so that my Medicare is not used to keep them in jail, on the street corners, out at 3 a.m. at bars and parties and sharing their DNA with the city. I really liked that blue chair. It gave me comfort in the sun of the summer sitting with my family, talking about the day. I enjoyed sitting in the afternoon listening to the sound of geese flying overhead while reading my book. I enjoyed sitting on Sunday morning in the Spring having my morning coffee listening to summer sneak up on us. I am sorry that it will do longer be a beautiful decoration but just trash on the street. I am sorry.
