

They did a great job with the Ellis Island Museum, the displays were very well put together. Goldfish and I both loved the old photos. One thing I was struck by was that we were the outsiders, in some ways, as many folks were coming to Ellis Island to trace their lineage and arrival in America whereas both of our families came over long before Ellis Island was screening immigrants, my ancestor arriving not long after the Mayflower. English was definitely not the most common language heard throughout the morning - lots of French and German.I've got lots of thoughts but by the time I get the pictures selected and posted it's past my bedtime and my brain is empty. I know we are having an absolute blast, every day has been great, especially time with family. The cities have been great but that is balanced by the fact they are - well - cities. There was a shootout just a block or two from where I'm sitting yesterday that could have ended much worse if the suspect's MAC-10 pistol hadn't jammed after 2 rounds, leaving 28 rounds in the magazine. While we were in DC there was that horrible multiple police officer slaying just across the river from the apartment, the scene visible from the balcony. All reminders we are a loooooong ways from Unalaska Island . . . . . .





















