You see, the September 2010 storm, which spawned tornados and a macroburst over the city, knocked over a whole bunch of the neighborhood's majestic old trees, leaving MacDonald barer, if sunnier, than it's "supposed" to be.
Plenty of people come out to enjoy the park—shady or not—on a spring afternoon:
Allergies aside, the blooming trees and flowers present an unexpectedly pleasant view for anyone driving along Queens Boulevard who might happen to slow down, and an eye-easing sight for locals.
Readers of this blog won't be surprised to learn that MacDonald Park, like so many in New York City, honors a World War I hero. Captain Gerald MacDonald was an army engineer who made his home in the area and whose brother commissioned the sculpture of Gerald that now stands guard in the center of the park, which was formally dedicated in 1933.
Previously the grounds had been called Thomas F. Harvey Square. Alas, poor Mr. Harvey has fallen into obscurity, although the Parks Department website notes that he was the father of one of the only two Republican Borough Presidents in the history of Queens.
On the other hand, how many of the people sitting in the park have any idea who MacDonald himself was, or ever give a thought to the statue? Perhaps this lone tulip understands how he feels.
The park tapers to sharp corners at both ends. The American flag presides over this arm, an appropriate patriotic touch in a park honoring a war hero.