One of Eliot’s favorite books – given to him by my parents – is The Little Red Lighthouse and the Great Gray Bridge, the story about the lighthouse that sits on the edge of Manhattan under the George Washington Bridge. We made our pilgrimage not long after arriving in New York last week. Maggie had thought to bring the book with us on our walk to the lighthouse and Eliot couldn’t wait to read the book once again, this time within sight of a new favorite place.
Looking northwest, toward Englewood Cliffs, NJ.
Looking south, toward lower Manhattan.
David W. Swanson 