December 27 – The New Colossus

“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

Emma Lazarus

I’ve mentioned before, many times in fact, that I have the good fortune to have the best view in the world. It was this lady who when I first walked into my studio apartment that I knew I would be paying too much for, and saw her out the window, made me say “I’ll take it.” I wasn’t looking for a studio apartment. But there she was in the distance, and I felt immediately at home. She has that kind of effect on people.

Btw – I spoke with my stepmother yesterday. She let me know that everyone I met in Holland during my visit remarked that I have a “great set of brains” on me. Truer words…