It's a real shame that I can't take my son to the little league field to practice hitting without a bunch of drunken bums sitting on the tables behind the dugout and hanging out by the bridge next to the river. As if it wasn't bad enough that he had to hear the F word about 90 times while we were there, he wanted to walk down the path and over to Argyle lake afterwards....which I was hesitant about, considering there were a few other shady creeps drinking and doing who knows what else right by the little walking bridge to get over there....and I actually feared for our safety as we walked by. I work in Manhattan and Brooklyn every day and have for over 20 years and I never felt more like I was gonna get jumped than this past Saturday. I'm glad to see my village tax money can't even keep scum from the public places I pay for and I guarantee they don't. It's a shame.