“I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” – Cutting keys for the tempest-tost

The poet Emma Lazarus (1849–1887) wrote one of America’s most important poems in 1883. Her sonnet, The New Colossus, is inscribed on New York’s impressive Statue of Liberty.

It’s a poem welcoming those in search of freedom to America, giving them the gift of hope. Quite a moving piece, for sure. Here’s my favourite bit:

“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

In a way, our key-cutting service is a lot like the New Colossus: many of our customers are tempest-tost, having tried to get keys cut all over the place to no avail. But, like the New Colossus, we welcome those with open arms, we lift our lamp beside the golden door.

Yes, I know, it seems awfully corny to say it, but in practice it’s true. We’re exceptionally good at helping to cut keys that are otherwise terribly difficult to get one’s hands on. We speak five languages in our office and have contacts all over the globe.

We have a lot of key-cutting resources at our disposal, including a library full of catalogues and such. If ever there were anyone who can help with key-cutting stuff, it’s us.

So come to us, come to the Mother of Exiles! Keep, bricks-and-mortar key-cutting joints, your storied pomp! We’re here to help you, and to lift our lamp beside the golden door.