Slippery When Wet's blog: "destruction of the great gatsby"

I pondered when i heard that they had bulldozed the old mansion located on the shores of Great Neck, New York destroying the old mansion that F. Scott Fitzgerald viewed as he wrote the Great Gatsby and here is what fell from my mind.

There was a distant white mansion with large pillars of alabastor

Small snippets of conversations dirfted across the water

Music seranaded the patrons.. soft tinkling noises permeated the air

Lights.. soft pastels.. illuminated.. reflected ..soft echoes across the rolling water

Gayly they mingled.. the waters sending their siren song of vague rememberence

Sadly as the night waned.. the lights dimmed...

And the water had forgotten the songs earlier remembered and they faded as dust in the wind

someone asked "how can water fade as dust?"

Doesn't matter.. my story

All things earthly wane.. it is as it should be.. but not completely forgotten

This is the story of the great gatsby mansion of f. scott fitzgerald's 1920 story.. i was sad by its passing and wanted to record its passing with dignity... made me want to cry..but didn't.