Last year I received an email from Amber with a very generous offer to come to New York for the 4th of July. She'd seen it on my life list and wanted to help me make it happen. That's the kind of thing she does, help people with their life lists because she's just awesome that way. I told her that it just couldn't happen that year, what with the move and all, and that we'd definitely plan for it in the next year. So Chris and I started making plans for a trip to New York and since we'd already decided to go, I went. Talaura, Kizz and Amber and I boarded the first ferry out to the Statue of Liberty on the 4th of July. We like to think we were the most 200 patriotic people in America even though German seemed to be the most predominant language on our boat.

We goofed around the statue.

Then we found a nice spot on the edge of the island right in front of Lady Liberty to scatter some of Chris's ashes. We cried as I poured the ashes over the railing and then I dropped the baggy. That's right. I am the Lucille Ball of scattering ashes. And we laughed.

Thank you so much to Kizz and Amber for taking pictures.