On the bus ride from staging in Philadelphia to our Delta flight 72 out of JFK, it seemed appropriate somehow that we were not only departing from the airport named for the President who founded the Peace Corps but also that on our way out of the country we caught a glimpse of the Statue of Liberty, shrouded in so much fog that I unfortunately could not get a good picture of it. Not all the world's tired, poor, huddled masses, yearning to breathe free, have the great fortune of coming to America, so we're going to them. At the end of this journey, I shall look forward to returning under the glow of world-wide welcome from her beacon-hand.
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