The first — and last — time I ever went up to the Statue of Liberty was in mid-1976. I was riding in my Mom’s womb, so I didn’t get to see anything. I could hear her talking, though, and I remember being jostled a bit while she was climbing the stairs.

I’m just kidding, of course. I was a zygote. I have no such memories.

In any case, since I probably won’t be able to go to New York City anytime soon (unlike my brother, who is there now for the holidays), it’s nice to have a Statue of Liberty Photo Tour so we can see what it really is like up there. Now I’m going to check out the World Trade Center and check out how the tour went before 9/11. Maybe I’ll even see the Doomed Tourist Guy of Legend.