Yesterday was most thrilling. First – all kinds of bad war news; then rumors of German submarines and airplanes getting ready to bomb N.Y. All agreed that Liberty would be a fine victory for the enemy, and spent the evening figuring out where we’d go when she began to sway. Then someone said; “But suppose their aim isn’t much and they miss the statue by about 100 ft. and hit us”. It was time to change the subject. The authorities also seemed to think Liz a dangerous mark, because she wasn’t lighted. And of course we had the quarantine scare, and talked symptoms, etc. Oh it was a cheerful evening.
It must have been odd to be at a fort at the foot of the Statue of Liberty. Not sure why he called her “Liz”.
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Letters from Sidney Friend During The Great War 