I’m back from Governor’s Island. Such a pretty island, for something which has been limited to serving as a military facility for over 200 years! I’ve always known it as a place which housed the Coast Guard, but different branches of the military have used it going all the way back to the Revolution.
It wasn’t easy getting the pictures I wanted. And while I struggled to get this shot my battery died.
The door to this area was padlocked, but there was a small opening, just a few inches, so I did my best to balance my camera inside that small opening. I couldn’t really see enough to focus and there simply wasn’t a lot of room to position the camera the way I would have liked.
That said, this will do very nicely.
This was inside Castle William, which was also at one time a prison.
“Not a bad prison, as prisons go,” I heard a tour guide say in the distance.
But maybe the Confederate prisoners during the Civil War would have disagreed.
This lovely paint-crumbling porch was the location of a 1988 summit between Soviet President Mikhail Gorbachev, President Ronald Reagan, and President-elect George Bush (the dad, who doesn’t seem so bad now after the son).
It was strange standing there imagining it. I live in such a place of such history, such big history. And my life is so comparatively small. I’m not putting myself or my life down, it is what it is. I am not deciding the fate of nations. But people who do are all around me.
It wasn’t hard to imagine the former elegance of this building or this island, the whole place is beautiful.
But I wonder why this building and all those in this particular row were allowed to waste away like this.
Of the whole place.
Like this building,
so graceful and refined.
It was one of the few
we were allowed in
that has been maintained.
The forgotten library.
I wish I had stood back further.
And waited for the people
to leave the porch.
But my days of waiting hours
for the perfect shot, however,
Besides, there were other things
I wanted to see.
I was ready …
To go home! My fabulous home!