I found my dearly departed grandma near the Statue of Liberty this winter. Her name, and my grandfather’s are inscribed on the Ellis Island Wall of Honor.
So are 600,000 other immigrant names, people seeing America as a place of hope and opportunity. That’s the detailed story told inside the three-story museum.
I have only fleeting little-girl recollections of my grandparents so I don’t know if they found their particular dreams. Perhaps.
With or without immigrant forbears, this is a good way to visit New York City.
This is one of three stories adapted from an award-winning newspaper feature by TMOM Christine Tibbetts experienced and published before Hurricane Sandy caused massive damage. The others are: Living History at Ellis Island and Contemplating Ancestors at Statue of Liberty.
All these determined travelers needed a long boat voyage; only thing required for my trip was an easy flight on Jet Blue to JFK. Easy shuttle connection to mid-town Omni Berkshire Place Hotel on 44th Street at Madison Avenue.
Contemplate the dreams and hopes of real people arriving in America at the National Park Service Museum on Ellis Island. New York doesn’t have to be hard to negotiate.
Looking back from the ferry en route to each island, everybody sees the emerging 9/11 Memorial, standing tall, pulling passionate memories from every passenger.
I found that a stirring connection to the hearts of the immigrants arriving more than a century ago. Different issues. Giant emotions.
Powerful, thoughtful tourism.