We spent a clear, bright Sunday visiting the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island.
An earlier torch was shaped like an aladdin’s lamp.
Lyra is standing beside a full-sized replica of the statue’s toes.
My paternal great, great grandfather was Michael Dwyer, and he may have arrived at Ellis Island from Ireland. I didn’t find him in the records, but I could do more looking.
On the way back to Manhattan from Ellis Island, we saw a fireboat with all its hoses shooting in the air. It was a salute to an arriving Navy vessel.
We particularly enjoyed the Frank Stella retrospective.