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New York, Act 3, Scene 4

March 19, 2013

We walk silently toward the tip of Manhattan Island, Battery Park, named for the artillary batteries positioned there to protect the settlement. The cold intensifies and the wind blows us backward. The weak sun rsetreats behind clouds.

We want to see the Statue of Liberty, standing firmly on Liberty Island, formerly known as Bedloe’s Island and visible across the Hudson River in New York Harbor. The harbor is one of the largest natural harbors in the world, the statue seen by millions of immigrants. My grandmother believed her German parents came into Newark Harbor. The statue was dedicated in October, 1886. Nanny was born on December 23, 1888. Today Liberty Island and Ellis Island are closed after super-storm Sandy damaged the docks used by ferries. The Statue of Liberty was not harmed. She stands, gazing across the sea, guarding the liberties protected by our constitution.

Gray-green water laps toward the guard-rails. We stand on the mud and debris remaining this January morning from the superstorm (not quite a hurricane)  in October, 2011. Proud New York City has not fully recovered from its intensity. The cold wind steals my breath and makes a mop of my gray hair, but I enjoy its intensity. Morning drifts past noon.

to be contd.


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