The Island in the Center of the Center of the World
July 3rd, 2006
Watch the video to get a sense of perspective about how truly alien Governor’s Island is.
In the middle of New York City — literally, in the very middle of the 5 boroughs — there is a little island that most New Yorkers know nothing about.
Within a couple hundred yards of the skyscrapers of Wall Street — and a couple hundred feet from the docks of Red Hook, Brooklyn (where I live) — there are hundreds of acres of open grassland, picturesque tree-lined thoroughfares, rows of yellow clapboard mansions and Victorian brick townhomes, a 9-hole golf course and a half dozen baseball diamonds, a panopticon-style prison, and an 18th-century fort complete with a moat.
My father grew up here, on Governor’s Island, which was until the 1966 an active Army base (and a Coast Guard base until 1994). My grandfather, Lt. Col. John J. Fahey, was the Inspector General of the 1st Army, and he and his young family were stationed there in the mid and late 1950’s. My family has always spoken of Governor’s Island with a deep fondness — my grandmother especially would recall the ferry rides to Manhattan with my young father and uncle, and their visits to the big city from the idyllic quiet of their island home.
50 years later — last weekend — my father and uncle came to New York for an Army brats’ reunion visit to Governor’s Island, and we tagged along (and took lots of photos).
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