Ode to the OB Pier

By Darryl She is alone. Her family now restricted. Her visitors, of days long since gone, no longer come for her, but for others. Vacant of purpose, she is seen as a relic, an eyesore harboring forgotten memories, a throwback to an era long since gone. For her five decades of contributions to her community and those that love her, segregation, isolation, and deterioration are now all that is…