What irony you might think. That such a place where a statute stands to remind us of man's inhumanity to man. An alluring background that remind us of a much more recent vicious taking of human life. Yet the beauty of this place calms all fears.

"Jersey City: America's Garden Door" the sign proclaims. As you approach this spacious well lit board- walk, representing J. Owen Grundy Park. It takes you a bit over the Hudson river, as the Manhattan skyline draws you closer.

Images of the World trade towers dance in your head and a macabre sense of what  was, gives you that airy felling of loss, but not for long. Soon you'll be lost in Caribbean rhythms.

As the festival leg of the Caribbean parade gets on the way. The immediate background is a reminder of, perhaps a more profound history.

The grotesque statute you see of a bayoneted rifle protruding from the back of a person, commemorates  the massacre of some 15,400 polish leaders, intellectuals and military officers by the Soviet Union. Buried in this place called, Katyn  in 1940.

And the many women and children who died en route to, and in Siberia's work camps in 1939.

Exchange place  certainly brings with it many emotions. Along with it's beckoning scenery of New York's Lower Manhattan  skyline. Add to this the quaint train station that seem to belong somewhere in the Long Island suburbs and a number of other places I can think of. See you there.