Daylight through a gun port, high in the wall of a fortification in the northern part of Central Park, NYC.
Wouldn’t you know that if I spent the day wandering in Central Park, I would find a ruin? Well, it’s not a crumbly ruin, but, still, it’s an abandoned building. Locked away and secured. And so: essentially a ruin.
Of what?—you ask (if I’m lucky)….
A fort once stood in what is now the park. I had no idea.
This ruin dates to the War of 1812, and was remodeled later.
Extra credit: what were the “sides” in the War of 1812? What was the dispute?
13 July 2010 at 9:46 am
Pooh says:
Tchaikowsky and the entire percussion section were having a labor dispute. Failing to come to an amicable resolution, after a long and drawn out battle, in which the musicians were threatening, repeatedly, to strike, the conductor said, in the words of Mr. Trump, “You’re fired!”
At least I think that’s what the War of 1812 was about. 😉
13 July 2010 at 12:07 pm
Sammy says:
History by Pooh. It doesn’t get any better!