I’ll never forget my first visit to the Cathedral of Santa Croce. In America, anything of historical interest is advertised so heavily it is difficult to stumble upon something important unawares. I was strolling through the church when I saw a small sign that read: Tomb of Galileo. My knees buckled a little from the shock. The emotions were overwhelming. After grabbing my wife and breathlessly showing her the travertine casket, I turned and saw another sign: Tomb of Michelangelo. By the time I discovered the tomb of Dante nearby I was numb. It took the rest of the afternoon to recover.
Galileo's Tomb at Santa Croce
Michelangelo's Tomb at Santa Croce
I work in the stock market in Los Angeles. I was slated to work for one week in New York at the New York Stock Exchange and the American Stock Exchange.
I walked on my high heels along Wall Street on cobbled streets [tearing the leather off]. On a break I walked to Trinity Church. At the top of the stairs I realized the church was closed. I turned and looked down to the right: Alexander Hamilton’s grave!!! I was so shocked I nearly fell down the stairs!
And, yes, the rest of my journey was eaten up on 9/11. We have been witnesses to history.