Until the morning Condie Dombrowsky rode onto that bridge for the final time. He was clipped from behind by a car a little out of control . It flung him off the bike and crushed him against the side of the bridge. My brother's young friend died on the spot.
Human nature finally kicked in. Actual mortality brought actual action. The same townspeople, the same municipal leaders who'd failed Condie Dombrowsky in life, swiftly acted upon his death. Within two years, a new wider, safer span was built across that inlet from Great Neck into Kings Point. There had always been funding and resources available before. What Condie provided now was "will".