GOD BLESS AMERICA...AMERICA, BLESS GOD!
Bob and I returned Saturday from a ten day Caribbean cruise with his son Jeff and family. We went from the cruise ship to Liberty State Park to board a ferry to Ellis Island, which stopped at the Statue of Liberty. The statue naturally brought back memories of my uncle, Frederick L. Harris, a former US Marine and a master crane operator, bringing down the torch for needed restoration on July 4, 1984. He was so low-key about this great honor that he didn't even tell his family that he was the one chosen to do it. Not even his wife was aware of it; she just knew that he had to work on the holiday. This poem is in loving memory of this hard-working, modest man.