And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us: and establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.
Tuesday, our last day in the City, was when a lot of things happened. We finished up our jobs, saw the One World Trade Center, walked down Wall Street, fell in love with the skyline, and sang on Times Square.
I worked at a house where the owner had just downsized, and needed help sorting her things. The floor was covered in huge bags stuffed with shirts, pants, dresses, shoes, coats, sweaters, sheets, and curtains. Her kitchen counter was covered in dirty dishes and groceries. Her tiny backyard was a weed patch. But by the time we were through, her house was organized and clean (for the most part), and there was a tiny sidewalk in her tiny backyard.
These five boys had come bearing donuts for us, and ended up hauling 50 lb bags of Sakrete up the skinniest stairs I’ve ever seen, chopping weeds, and sawing up her fence to install a gate complete with hinges and a latch.
Our new friend cooked up a ‘mean stew’ for us, serving us delightedly. And what a stew it was! Carrots, potatoes, noodles, chicken drumsticks, cabbage, celery, and peppers, and all manner of seasonings and spices came together to nourish our stomachs and rapture our taste buds.
Once we cleaned up, we hit the streets once again to head for Ground Zero. This was a pretty building along the way:
One of the World Trade Center Memorials:
One World Trade Center:
This is Trinity Church:
And this is the beautiful graveyard!
We enter Times Square District:
I was walking along in the flow of people, trying to follow the bobbing coverings I saw ahead of me, feeling enchanted and absent-minded. Suddenly, the stream of coverings turned and entered this huge restaurant. Into its dim interior I stepped, then couldn’t believe my eyes as the coverings stepped onto an escalator. An escalator in a restaurant! Anyway, we entered the top floor, and everywhere there were small tables covered with tablecloths and lit with small lamps, with rich-looking folks sitting at them, sipping from goblets and stealing glances at us. We walked all the way to the end of the room where two long tables had been set — just for us! That was cool.
This photo makes me happy.
That’s it, folks! Here is where my telling of the story ends. I hope you enjoyed the ride!