"In my previous incarnation as an actor, I lived in New York City for six years acting a little and waiting tables a lot. (At the Cockeyed Clam, Dickie Smothers once left me a two dollar tip; yet another brush with fame.) I loved the city and wanted to transport Anna there. My chance came when a girlfriend was transferred to Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island National Monuments. She introduced me to the backside of Ellis, a gigantic urban ruin creaking with history, ghosts and possibilities."
An Author researches
The old morgue at Ellis Island Hospital
Left: One of the many glass corridors at Ellis. The hospital, built at the turn of the century, embraced the revolutionary new concept that light and air were good for people. Right: Ellis Island's psych ward