The first thing we saw as we entered the Sculpture Park as this giant safety cone and it brought back many memories.
Many, many years ago when my son was very young, he was into construction. My husband, wanting to indulge him, would stop whenever he saw abandoned cones and bring them home. We must have had about 25 of them in the yard. My son would set up barricades, or "safe" areas in the yard.
He would often come home from school and tell me that Brooklyn Union was doing construction in the neighborhood and would I take him to see it. I felt like a construction groupie. The workers were very nice to the neighborhood children, the only time they said anything was if the children were in a risky position.
For one of his birthdays, I made a cake and formed it into an orange consruction cone and instead of the usual "Happy Birthday", I decorated it with "BUGCO" (Brooklyn Union Gas Co.). It was a hit.