While celebrating our wedding anniversary, my wife and I had the opportunity to spend a week in New York City. It was an entertaining and enjoyable week but my personal highlight wasn’t found in Times Square or Central Park but on Liberty and Ellis Islands.
Approaching Liberty Island and seeing the Statue of Liberty in person was a very moving and majestic experience. As we toured the Island, I couldn’t help thinking of all those immigrants burdened with awkward possessions, scared young children and the harrowing memory of a very difficult transatlantic journey, welcomed to their new home by Lady Liberty. We heard moving accounts of the emotional first sight of the statue. Tears streaming, emotions apparent and dreams realized






