Today, we remember. Thousands of others have used millions of words to express their feelings better than I ever can. I distinctly remember where I was, what I was doing, and how I reacted when I learned of what happened that day, thirteen years ago. Doubtless we each have our own memories and thoughts on this day, and I feel I am in no place to offer anything new or insightful. What I offer instead are some photographs I have. I took them in March of 1998 on my first trip to New York. It was a strange spring: during our ten days there we saw everything from snow to 80 degree (F) temperatures.
A lot of people talk about how the Twin Towers weren’t the most beautiful of New York’s buildings; while that may be true, when looking at these photos, especially the one of the closeup of the people by the Plaza below, I still think the towers had an under appreciated, industrial elegance to them. The other photos are of various views from the observation deck, and one taken from Liberty Island hidden in one of the collages. Of course, the photo quality isn’t great as they are photos of photos, although I tried to arrange them in a meaningful way. I may scan these some day to keep better care of them.
The three below were taken tonight from the Top of the Rock. (Note: The first time around the photos were mistakenly uploaded in lower resolution. I’ve fixed that now. )
In memoriam.
