I Know Who’s Buried in Grant’s Tomb

I spent a fabulous week in New York City in early-mid March. I was there partially for work, partially for fun, and partially to learn to despise Delta Airlines (more on that in another posting).

Now that I’m obsessed with presidential homes and graves, New York provided a great two-fer in Theodore Roosevelt’s birthplace and Grant’s tomb. But, I also visited a few non-presidential sites as well.

I’m proud of myself because I overcame my irrational fear of riding the subway and used it almost primarily to get around (I walked quite a bit, too, because the weather was gorgeous for three-fourths of the trip).