Once the newest star of the Van
Wyck saga, the 1980's vintage 133rd Street overpass is now old
hat and yesteryear's news, as it is literally overshadowed and
eclipsed by the Airtrain zooming over it.
Though we were already on the erstwhile
Belt exit, the moment we pass under 133rd, we have to take another
exit off the exit. The hapless 133rd Avenue bridge is bedeviled
by huge directional signs. The grassy area between the service
road and the retaining wall edge would probably make a nice overlook
park for the surrounding neighborhood, but the city keeps it
fenced off and untended. Why, after all, should it pay any attention
to the quality of life for mostly minority neighborhoods?