Is this the biggest statue to the smallest war ever built?
Who knows but it is big. The edifice is called The Maine Monument. It stands in Columbus Circle at the southwest entrance to Central Park. 4 days after the battleship Maine blew up and sunk, William Randolph Hearst established the “National Maine Monument Committee” to raise money for a shrine to those who died aboard the Maine. The Spanish American War lasted 4 months and gave the US control of Puerto Rico, Guam, The Philippines, and Guantanamo in Cuba. It took 15 years for the monument to appear.
Whatever the case… pigeons ain’t got no respect…
At the river after returning from Gracie’s Departmental Graduation ceremonies
I am the TA for a class at ICP entitled Urban Utopias. Today we went to several rather spectacular Community Gardens in the East Village, all in Alphabet City.
Hope you like the view.
I am going to be doing some time jumping over the next few days to “catch up” and show Wellfleet in all its glory but so it goes.
Today was hot, hazy, and humid! Yessssss!
A similar kind of day but not one of the first.
What follows is the post I was unable to put up on 5/24/12 due to technical difficulties. While I was not able to fix them I have worked around them. It seems a fitting post for today…
The past was very much with me today. Fleet Week started and to kick it off we had a parade of Tall Ships up the Hudson. When I was a boy reading the Horatio Hornblower series I used to imagine myself on one of these boats. (now, the idea…not so much) They went up to The GW Bridge and then back down to the Intrepid Museum. I was lucky enough to be able to break away and get to the river so I could shoot them.
Then, I came back home to prepare for sadder event, the memorial service for a good friend, the Mom of one of our best friends. It was a very special event. So many people came that they had to move us to the larger room in the Chapel. The mom was a Middle School teacher (she taught for 60+! years) and after the family spoke (the granddaughter was especially funny and touching) the Rabbi asked if any one else wanted to say a few words. At least 6 of her (recent) former students came up to talk about how much Mrs. C had meant to them and they all had deeply individual and personal stories. It was very moving.
Then back home to change. The family was Sitting Shiva and I wanted to drop by for a few minutes before getting my allergy shots. Again, many more people than they had expected. She lived a good and long life and worked up until about 6 months ago. Truly a life to emulate.
For a different kind of remembrance, please go to Andra Watkins, Accidental Cootchie Mama, Lady Liberty Fans The Flame Of Memory.
Summer isn’t here yet but it felt that way.
“Out there was the gray beach with the slow combers rolling dull and leaden and the distant sound of it. Like the desolation of some alien sea breaking on the shores of a world unheard of. Out on the tidal flats lay a tanker half careened. Beyond that the ocean vast and cold and shifting heavily like a slowly heaving vat of slag and then the gray squall line of ash. He looked at the boy. He could see the disappointment in his face. I’m sorry it’s not blue, he said. That’s okay, said the boy.”
All photos taken with iPhone4
Walking the beach today I came across a relic of earth’s deep past… Or is it all that is left of one of the major villains of 20th Century film.
Perhaps someone will put roses on his grave.
I have a beautiful post written on my computer with some amazing pictures but…due to some technical snafu before I left the city, I was unable to publish it. But I will when I can…
Meanwhile Fleet Week started today. Tall ships and sailors…
This is a test post to make sure all iPhone apps are functioning since I may be off the grid for a few days