In general it's not as organized as the more organized groups such as
Landmark West! in New York City that has had author Tom Wolfe as an
observer and representative spokesperson for them in the New York
Times. We have had problems getting even a required hearing in the
mostly volunteer Landmarks Preservation Commission, filled as it is,
not necessarily as it were, that is a Bronx borough president and
recent mayoral candidate, Fernando Ferrar was once on it, its members
are more often than not from the building industry and its developers,
or its cheerleaders.

An interesting naming coincidence, after the so-called "Boss Tweed"
scandals, Mayor Fernando Wood, who used a regrettable speaking device
of "NYC succession" before the US Civil War, finished the so-called
"Tweed Courthouse" home of the headquarters of the Dept. of Education
now, so perhaps it should be called the "Wood Courthouse".

My archaeological experience has been is to find out a deal had been
made, i.e., archaeology was part of a zoning variance deal in one
example to add an additional story (and an additional $1 million in
rent a year) that would arguably cast a larger shadow into the
adjoining South Street Seaport historic district, which arguably also,
because of landfills, is "newer" than the building site. i.e., a
National Register Historic building in the district is newer than the
subsurface features created in landfills the original shoreline, now
outside the "historic district". In that case I was part of the
backhoe deep trenching which on the last of three allowable small
backhoe dug tests, found an 18th century ship hulk used in shoreline
fill as snow flurries fell that December.

Its contents were emptied, recorded and in part, its bow, and other
"knees" and braces were preserved by the first week of March, where it
was then torn asunder and carted off to a Staten Island landfill
(where "debris" from "9/11" was also processed) for the developer
representing the consortium of British banks that became National
Westminster Bank here in the US, perhaps, no where now to be seen, now
under another brand of bank.

George Myers