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Dearest Residents of the City of Warwick,

I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel terrible to admit that I sense another horrible act will be laid in front of our city. Approximately one hundred and seventy-one years ago, a vision stumbled upon out of love of a small part of our great New England region. This small scenic park has given more to our City, our State and more importantly to our friends, families and loved ones, more than we can ever repay it. I speak specifically to the land known as Rocky Point. Rocky Point and the land it claims its namesake to, has a space in time that falls under and will forever be remembered as the highlight of its history, Rocky Point Park. What I want to say about this land is short, we owe a great amount of happiness to Rocky Point Park.

As time has gone on the Park has changed, it has gone through its birth, its countless rebirth, its time of downtrodden and slain and finally it has succumbed to its loss and memoriam. However, as everyone knows it, if anyone could save it, it would be the people at large who loved it. Never just one person, or two who feel their recent meeting was a sign to use what is left of our beloved park to light the spark that as ignorantly as they have explained has gone out, when really it was burning all along.

To explain more precisely what I am begging for the citizens of Warwick to fight and stop, the final ride, the final destruction, the final stroke of fresh paint to some of the last tangible items from this once great park. Currently Mayor Joseph J. Solomon and his new acquaintance Sean McCarthy, have planned to show their “Appreciation” of the arts and take the last few House of Horror carts from the beloved ride and dismantle and disparage these relics. I feel that this is a disgrace and a lack of respect to how these parts of the park have stood the test of time, and need be viewed and loved by the residents of our city in the state they now are in. Painting over the original design, removing the original tracks, hides the love and energy left in these pieces and shows the absolute lack of natural connection these two people have for these treasures. The hours park workers put into the years of touch ups for people to see and love, covered up. The tracks that kicked up the smell of grease, removed, cast away, never to hoist these pieces above the ground. The nicks, bruises occurred over years of loving patrons gripping to the carts as they feared the scream ripping from their lungs. They speak in an article posted from Johnston Sunrise, “can you put value on history? I think not.” I would have to say this is where I agree with our city’s new Mayor, but Mr. Solomon I have a question for you. Do you value real history, do you value real art and do you value the story these pieces of history tell? Will grinding, sanding, and restoring these carts really show love and care? I really don’t feel two people could be any more wrong than these two will be.

Lost and soon forgotten,

The Viking