To the editor:
(re: “Spuyten Duyvil woman killed by a fallen tree,” Aug. 18)
Since moving from Manhattan to Riverdale six years ago, one of my pleasures is seeing from my 11th-floor windows the trees that are so dense that, in summer, they hide the Hudson River.
I also love walking amid the trees, doing errands or strolling up and down the quiet hilly streets that evoke New England. Especially in autumn.
After a day in Manhattan, when I step off the bus and turn the corner onto tree-lined Fairfield Avenue — my home — I release my breath. I am in G-d’s country. I feel at peace.
Surrounded by trees, maybe I should not feel at peace! I cannot imagine the horror that befell two women enjoying a swim as a tree crashed down on them in the River Terrace pool bounded by lush greenery. At this writing, there is no official word on what caused the tree to claim a life.
However, there is no doubt that parties — public or private — responsible for Riverdale’s beautiful trees must take good care of them, and in turn, our neighbors.
Muriel Adams