- Posted May 3, 2010 by
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Track the oil disaster
"Dear Gulf, I'll miss you"
As the last few hours tic away,,, before the oil spill makes its way to our sugar white shores here in Pensacola Florida, many of us locals braved the strong winds and grey skies just to spend time digging our feet into the sand, building castles and reflecting on the severity of what is about to happen to our paradise.
Some came to leave messages in the sand, others came to meditated and a few brought their children to enjoy, one last time, what they enjoyed themselves as a child, to roll their pant legs up and play in the water’s edge.
People gathered from all walks of life,,, citizens who fought hard to rebuild,,,hurricane after hurricane,,, to try and enjoy what they are about to loss. At least with a hurricane, we know what to expect, but with this, it has us all at a loss. For me, the hardest is realizing what will happen to the wildlife and sea life, there is no way around it, the dead animals are already starting to wash ashore and the oil spill is still days away.
It was a day of mixed emotions,,, hopefullness, fear, gratefulness and anger. It is hard knowing what is about to happen to one of the most beautiful places in the world, this place that I and thousands of others call home.
I grew up here and not many can boast that they got to play in a real Spanish Fort (the Historic Fort Pickens) as a child. I have spent every summer since on these spectacular and unspoiled white sands and crystal clear emerald waters. It is a part of our lives, a part of our souls and many of us are unsure what will wash ashore and what our future will be. We are angry and scared; it is a very bleak feeling.
For anyone reading this,,, wish us luck,,, enjoy the gulf shrimp and clams while you can,,,and realize, it will affect us all,,, and this is just the beginning.