Goodbye to Grant

Lately I have been saying goodbye to New York City—to bagels and bridges and underground tunnels and my sleepless college years. I have eaten my last halal dinner in Riverside Park, and I’ve stopped at the Met to give my last regards to Joan of Arc. Some night before I move this month to Washington, DC, I will take the Staten Island Ferry for the last time in a circle, lean over the rail and watch the Statue of Liberty rise, come close, and then recede.