Monday, February 2, 2015
Mystery Solved: The First Lady of Saltaire Ocean Rescue...
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Lifeguard History
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
CROSS BAY SWIM - Congratulations SALTAIRE!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
LEGENDS OF THE LIFEGUARDS: THE STORY OF HERC'S HEROIC ENGLISH CHANNEL SWIM
Swimming to Survive
"There are other demons beyond cold that channel swimmers need to banish, often with the help of a sports psychologist. For Jonathan Maier, an East Bay plumber training for the channel, it's "the bogeyman." When I asked Maier who the bogeyman is, he said, "The bogeyman is the dude in your head who says you can't do it."
Four years ago, Maier, 43, would have agreed with him. Maier weighed about 300 pounds and spent his time "sitting on the couch." A former ocean lifeguard on Fire Island in New York, he'd "haul people out of the water and ride waves, but I wasn't a competitive swimmer. I just loved Saltaire, Fire Island." "Editors note: Everybody knows that Jon "Herc" Maier swam the English channel in 2006, but have you read all the details? Above is an excerept from a great story that appeared in "SF Gate" of the San Francisco Chronicle about that swim. For the whole terrific story, follow this link:
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2006/10/29/CMGIMLIEO11.DTL%20
Thursday, September 18, 2008
LEGENDS OF THE LIFEGUARDS, CH 2

COPYRIGHT JEFF WEINLANDT 2008
JEFF'S DAD TOOK THIS PICTURE IN 1958.
JEFF COMMENTS
I think this is a classic picture. It's Chris Kartalis in case you forgot his name. I'll always remember him for being the first Saltaire lifeguard to ask the kids to come up to his chair before they went into the water so he could tell them what the surf was like. I probably inherited that from him when teaching my sons the vagaries of swimming in the ocean. Whenever we got to the beach I would make them stand at the water's edge and tell me what type of ocean they were entering...rough, calm, sweep left, sea-pussy, sets of large waves, etc. They both have their first jobs as lifeguards this summer.
Earliest memory of a Saltaire lifeguard for me was Art Moll taking a break from lifeguarding and swimming out in the calm ocean with a spear-gun...and then bringing back a skate with the gun to dump on the sand. As a five or six year old, I was blown away.
JOH: Any kid who went to the ocean beach remembers Chris. Like Uncle Pete, he was first and foremost a teacher. Sometimes kids chafed Kartalis' strict enforcement of safety rules, but I don't recall anyone drowning under his watch. And if Jeff is teaching his kids lessons he learned from Chris fifty years ago it goes without saying Chris was an effective teacher.
By the Way: ART MOL, who lifeguarded before Kartalis, was also a great ballplayer. Was he the one who actually hit a ball that rang the church bell at St. Andrews? Or was that a Callahan?
I am still waiting for someone to write us a story of the great 1950's-1960's Saltaire epics at the field: Art Mol, Callahans, Wrights, the Weinlandts, Bob Marks, the Connolloys,Relic, and the epic wars of "MARINE WALK v. THE WORLD."
Sunday, July 20, 2008
This is the Big Week for Two Great Saltaire Charities
Great South Bay Cross Bay Swim.
Thursday July 24, 2008 at 0845 !!!

Hope this message finds you well. I wanted to reach out to all of you with ties to Fire Island regarding a fundraiser in Ocean Beach on July 25 for the Wounded Warrior Project. I posted a flier for the event in the Village of Saltaire public bulletin board in an effort to spread the word.
Thanks for your time,
John Zaccaro Jr
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DOCTOR SCONZO SWIMS AGAIN
It is that time of year again. I’ve been swimming in the ocean since May 4th to get in shape for my 5.25 mile charity swim and the water is finally starting to get to a temperature that I can enjoy. Jumping in the ocean at 7 AM when the air temp is 50 and the water temp is 50 is not the way I like to wake up. There was only one day the I put my feet in and just turned around, went back home and slid back under my covers. And there were many more days that I wish I had. Only 18 more days of working out for this great event which is for a great cause.
I am doing this to raise funds to benefit the Hospice Care Network Children and Family Bereavement Program. You can find out more about the swim and the hospice by logging in to greatsouthbayswim.com. If you care to support my cause, please fill out the sponor form and mail together with your check to the address indicated. Thank you for your time and for your support.
Jim Sconzo

All you need is love.
Diane McManus, who swimmed, ( swam) (swum?) last year sings the praises of Dr. Jim's leadership:
DPMcManus said...
Jim,Glad to hear you're taking on the swim again this year! Thanks for the help and encouragement you gave me last year when I did it! Wish you and all the swimmers a safe and successful experience!I'm passing on it for '08, but I hope to be back again within the next few years.It's for a great cause, and an amazingly well-organized event, so I hope it gets a lot of support!Good swimming to all!Diane
July 9, 2008 3:32 PM
DPMcManus said...
p.s. "Swimmed"--I love it! More fun and kidlike than the proper adult "swam"--it just fits the kid in me, the dreamer for whom anything is possible, even swimming across the bay!
July 10, 2008 1:20 PM
HEY DIANE:
YOU SAY "... THE KID IN ME, THE DREAMER..."
I ASK YOU:
DO ONLY CHILDREN DREAM?
OR CAN GROWNUPS DO IT TOO?
I THINK THAT MAYBE GROWNUPS CAN'T
BUT TO ME THAT'S NOT BAD NEWS--
BECAUSE IT MEANS
IF YOU HAVE A DREAM
YOU'LL ALWAYS BE A KID.
joh
DPMcManus has left a new comment on your post " LOVE IN SALTAIRE Saltairians get behind two ...":
Hey Jim--
While you don't have to be a kid to dream, it helps to keep the "inner kid" fed.
Sit on the dock and eat an ice cream cone... Run SPLASHING LOUD through the water and dive in... Look with wonder at lightning bugs... and ask yourself what kind of batteries they use for their lights. Get together w/ friends and sit around the fireplace (helps to have a cool night for this... 90 in the shade kind of undercuts the experience) telling stories and roasting marshmellows (don't know about roasting friends)... tell a few "knock knock" jokes... build a sand castle... throw in a moat even. I'll make an offer on the sand castle (the only Fire Island real estate I can afford these days)--if if I can get flood insurance for it. ;)
Diane--and her inner kid
Posted by DPMcManus to Saltaire38 at July 12, 2008 8:49 PM
JOH:
"Knock, knock"
"Who's there?
"Madame"
"Madame Who?"
Ma damn foot's caught in the door."
Q: "Why did the moron (can we use that word any more?) throw the clock out the window?"
A: "Because he wanted to see time fly."
GOOD LUCK TO THE CROSS BAY SWIMMERS AND THE WOUNDED WARRIORS.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
LEGENDS OF THE LIFEGUARDS CH. 3
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Legends of the lifeguards
Crack Saltaire lifeguard Catherine Jameson recently put her years of experience and training with the Saltaire Ocean Rescue team to work when she saved the life of a man stricken in an exercise gym.
While she was working out on a treadmill on February 25, Catherine was summoned: "I was wearing my Saltaire Ocean Rescue sweatshirt, and that apparently tipped them off to the fact that I might know something about CPR," she said. She acted instinctively:
"It quickly became obvious that an older guy had collapsed while running. He was no longer breathing and he had no pulse. I got my hands on a mask and an AED. A couple rounds of CPR and one shock later, I had a strong pulse and 6 breaths per minute."
When the ambulance arrived Jameson was able to turn the breathing and stabilized patient over to the waiting paramedics.
Jameson credited her experience with the Saltaire Ocean Rescue squad for handling this unexpected emergency: "Thanks to the skills imparted to me by Rich Wilde and Nicole Young in eight years worth of CPR classes, I was able to save a life," she said on Tuesday.
So congratulations from saltaire38 to Hero Jameson, Chief Wilde, Nicole Young and the whole crew of past and present Lifeguards for a life well saved.
Ms. Jameson said it best:
"I wanted to say thanks for all those mornings spent in the library and fire house in CPR training...I doubt I would have been able to figure out what the hell to do with a half-dead guy wedged between two treadmills without them."
Another inspiring true lifeguard story.
Only on http://www.saltaire38.blogspot.com/
Chief Lifeguard Rich Wilde adds:
The best part of the story - SHE HATES RUNNING. She was only there because she was getting ready for the annual lifeguard Re-Hire test.
Also, the guy she saved..........she found out today that he works in her office and she didn't even know it.(Big law office). She is a paralegal.
Nicloe Young has been an ocean guard for 10 years. She is a Health teacher in Rockland County and also the resident VOS expert in CPR.
She lives in Kismet in the summers, but is Saltaire through and through.
Dr Jimi Sconzo adds:
Monday, January 14, 2008
The Legend of the OMO: As told by Cosmo O
Once upon a time in a land by the sea, called by some the ‘Isle of Fire’, there lived a people that worshiped OMO, the great Kahuna. They worshiped OMO from the edge of the sea. They were clad only in red, skin-tight loincloths called ‘Speedos’. They wore white paint on their noses and dark glasses. OMO (Our Mother Ocean) was normally a beneficent god, bestowing the ultimate gift of surf upon her subjects, but at times she would become angry with her subjects, and she would no longer send surf to those who venerated her.When OMO withheld her gift of surf, her subjects would spend days in the hot sun, looking forlornly at the sea, waiting. Some were paid, and some were loyal disciples. After many days without surf and baking in the hot sun, their minds would grow dizzy, and eventually, they
determined to make a sacrifice to OMO to appease her angerIt was a primitive rite. A sailing craft would be fashioned from old surfboards, one board in the middle and one cut in half lengthwise, and affixed on edge on either side to form pontoons. A mast cut from an old sunfish would be erected on the center board, a cross-jack affixed to the top, and a square sail bent. Then the devoted would wait for an off-shore wind, which was the only time the sacrifice could be sent to sea.
Finally, one August night, a north wind arose. The true believers would then gather by the edge of the sea with their sacrifice, some clad in their Speedos, some naked. Many individual offerings were placed on the craft. Some gave a lock of hair; others, like Derf, placed a business card on the craft. Fires were lit on the
craft, and the disciples would carry their sacrifice into the sea amid much chanting and drum beating.The one time this primitive rite was caught on film, OMO apparently was not appeased by the sacrifice. It was cast back, out of the sea, not just on the ocean’s edge, but clear across the island to the bay side. OMO worked in strange ways. In this instance, she acted through the Coast Guard, who phoned Derf at the number on the card he had left. The Coast Guard went on to ask if there had been any human sacrifices onboard the craft, and later returned their sacrifice, placing it on the end of the ‘Little Dock’ by the bay.
My memory of that night is somewhat clouded. I now seem to recall a long and heavy night of drinking at the Yacht Club, followed by a procession up Broadway. Everyone was chanting "OMO", which woke most everbody on Broadway. I remeber them all coming out to witness the spectacle (as opposed to yelling at us for waking them up).
I'm not sure if it was the year these pictures were taken or one of the others (we did this at least 2 years) but the procession up Broadway - at around midnight - not only awoke half the town, but also brought out the Secret Service. You see, that August Mrs Zaccaro (Geraldine Ferraro) was running for Vice President and happened to be at Saltaire. I'm not sure what the Secret Service agents must have thought, but we were all surprised that they left us alone to our ritual sacrifice, maybe deciding that to tangle with agents of OMO - especially while on an Island barely 5' above sea level - was not in the best interests of the country.....







