I remember driving south from Vermont in August, crossing a bridge out of NYC in the late afternoon. The light was already going golden between the air quality and the time of day. I looked off to my left, looking to spot the Towers from my last possible vantage point before losing the view to the road. I caught a quick look at them in the sunlight before returning my attention to driving.
I had no idea at the time it was the last time I could ever see them.
Every time I hub through EWR Airport, I remember the view you'd have of Manhattan in the morning, with the sun rising right between the Towers. For free, even, all you had to do was look out the windows of C-2 Concourse.
I keep seeing a hole now.
We should remember, I think, how lucky a disaster it was -- odd to say. Many people died (not just Americans of course) but the Towers were nowhere near as full as they could have been at, say, 10 or 11. Most people managed to make it all the way down the stairs and out to safety. The buildings imploded instead of toppling.
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I had no idea at the time it was the last time I could ever see them.
Every time I hub through EWR Airport, I remember the view you'd have of Manhattan in the morning, with the sun rising right between the Towers. For free, even, all you had to do was look out the windows of C-2 Concourse.
I keep seeing a hole now.
We should remember, I think, how lucky a disaster it was -- odd to say. Many people died (not just Americans of course) but the Towers were nowhere near as full as they could have been at, say, 10 or 11. Most people managed to make it all the way down the stairs and out to safety. The buildings imploded instead of toppling.