Also located at Battery Park is Castle Clinton. Before we got on the ferry we wandered around a bit. Sitting on the southern tip of Manhattan, this round sandstone structure was originally built to ward of the British in 1812. Now, as a National Park unit it is the gateway to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island. Around the periphery, street vendors of all descriptions are out selling their wares. This is where we saw the snake handler. Now that I am safe in my Montana some 70 miles away, I wish I had touched those snakes.
Back side of Castle Clinton |
The ferry was typical of tours like this—three decks packed full with everybody wanting to be on top. I found myself a nice spot by the rail on the second deck and, as luck would have it, was on the correct side of the boat to have a full view of the statue during the entire ride. More good luck—the sun was to my back.
The Statue resides on Liberty Island (originally Bedloe’s Island) and was a gift from the people of France in 1886 to commemorate the centennial of the Declaration of Independence. She was restored to her former glory for her 100th birthday in 1986. Over time this statue has come to symbolize freedom and democracy.
The Statue was not the work of just one man or even one nation. The sculptor Bartholdi was the designer, but several others helped to create a structure that would withstand the rigors of wind and time. Even Eiffel, of the famed Eiffel Tower, was asked to throw in his expertise. France was creating the Statue, but it needed a pedestal to rest upon. That became the responsibility of the American people. All types of fund-raising methods were employed to get the money needed for this ambitious project. Today Lady Liberty stands atop a 10-story high granite pedestal which sits atop the star-shaped Fort Wood (used in the War of 1812).
Actual size model of the face |
The original torch |
It was inspiring to see this landmark from a boat deck and imagine how so many people have felt as they came in search of a new homeland. It is impossible for me to relate those feelings—the sense of awe at the mere size of the Statue, the pride in my country, the blessings of living in “the land of the free”. Perhaps the pictures can speak to your heart as the Statue spoke to mine.
The Manhatten Skyline |
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