People often ask me “What should I do while visiting New
York?” Llke the good librarian I once was, my response is always, “What interests
you? History, art, science, sports, theater, architecture?” Because New York really does have it all. The truth
is, so do other cities.
One of the things New York has, almost uniquely, is a history
of immigration. Even when it was still
Dutch New Amsterdam, it is estimated that 18
languages were spoken and ethnic groups included Dutch, Danes, English, Flemish, French, Germans, Irish, Italians,
Norwegians, Poles, Portuguese, Scots, Swedes, Walloons, and Bohemians.
That history suggests a visit to the least hidden gem, the
Statue of Liberty, and along with it- same boat, same ticket – the fascinating
and moving Museum of Immigration on Ellis Island. You will not come away
unchanged, I promise.
Or, maybe you do not have a whole day to do this terrific excursion.
Or, maybe you want to know more about what happened after. After the voyage.
After the scary processing on Ellis Island. After the arrival in the Promised Land of New York. Hop a subway or bus or cab downtown to the Tenement
Museum.
It is on the Lower East side, once
the most crowded neighborhood
on the planet, home to successive waves of immigrants, hopeful new Americans-to-be.
Meet the families who lived in this building, long-abandoned 97 Orchard Street, now recreated
to show different lives at different point in its history.
They are the actual families who lived there, and your
guide will tell you about them and what happened after, when they
moved on and moved away, and what happened to their descendants.
They were German, Irish, East European Jews, Italian.
The tenements were cheap, unsanitary, a disgrace to the city
and eventually ordered closed or renovated.
Most were shut down. It wasn’t worth the investment to make them
livable.
Decades later, a group of people found that this building was available and
that the complete records existed for the people who lived there. They went to
work. In my early visits, they had touching taped memories - happy ones - of a couple of elderly ladies who were part of
the last families who lived there in the 1930's.
American Immigrant Wall of Honor |
You will not come away unchanged, I promise.