With all the discussion recently in MN about the "threat" of illegal immigration it would be important to remember the inscription on what is perhaps the most recognizable American symbol.
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breath free,
The wretched refuse of your teaming shore.
Send these the homeless, tempest-tossed to me.
I lift my lamp beside thy golden door."
I took this photo on June 18th, 2005 while visting New York for Kristin's surgery consultation. I had a window of about 45 seconds to take this photo before the sun moved and the image was lost. I felt very fortunate.
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