Don't be fooled by the glorious autumn color display. This fairly bucolic stretch of the Jackie Robinson Parkway may well be among the most perilous stretches of arterial highway in the country.
The Jackie Robinson was originally named the Interboro Parkway, and had the late great Brooklyn Dodger ball player had a say in the matter, it would probably still be called the Interboro. Who wants to have a horrible road named after them?

The Jackie Robinson Parkway hurtles towards a multiple S-curve smack in the midst of several Ridgewood, Queens, Cypress Hills cemeteries. Switching lanes to pass other vehicles is verboten at this point. The first of two matching cemetery road overpasses is coming up. At the time I shot all this way back in October 1999, those overpasses were crumbling, with wire mesh netting fastened to their edges to prevent pieces of concrete from adding new clients to the neighboring cemeteries.

The speed limit within this zone was a mere 25 miles per hour, slower than many side streets. I wouldn't be shocked to return to this scene almost a decade and a half later and find the speed limit even slower. Maybe I'll be surprised and find they realigned and re-engineered the whole stretch, although that would probably require graves and traffic lanes to trade places.

Many school buses get so so freaked going through these curves and under those disintegrating overpasses, that they put their emergency flashers on to prevent anyone in neighboring lanes from passing them. How fitting for a series of dead man curves to be nestled among real live dead men, pun possibly intended. How about another one; one's a cemetery and the other is a cement-tery. I got a million of them, and take heart, I will NOT be using too many more of them.