When I visited Providence last time, I made sure to stop by the Rising Sun Fish Ladder. The fish that go to the ocean to grow up then remember their way back to the river where they were born amaze me so much that I have always wanted to see how humans make up to them by building fish ladders at places where they destroyed the fish’s habitat. The trip was a pilgrimage of some sort.
When I look at the New England Holocaust Memorial in Boston, I hear a powerful song of silence. My soul trembles.