(first posted 9-11-2008)
There will be so many great posts today on the September 11, 2001 tragedy, and tributes to all those innocent victims who lost their lives at the hands of Islamic terrorists. Our hearts go out to all the families, relatives, friends, and co-workers of those who perished (excluding the terrorists). We may link to the best posts we find across the blogosphere and welcome links to great posts in our comments section.
For us, we have chosen to post a few images that are forever etched in our memory.
(from the shore line near Exchange Place, Jersey City)
For many years, the World Trade Centers were my night light. I could see them from my third floor bedroom window. I would sit on the edge of my bed and stare. While they always appeared close enough to reach out and touch, I often broke out the binoculars with the hopes of seeing something exciting in one of the lit windows at night. But always looking on in amazement. Every morning, every afternoon, every night. Dreaming.
The World Trade Centers symbolized success. Not an inherited success however. There was nothing easy about the WTC’s. But having mastered the halls and tunnels of those masterpieces was a success in itself for a kid from Jersey. Working in and around them was a thrill.
(from my old neighborhood, ground level)
People watching on the concourse or outside on a sunny day couldn’t be beat. Even when the doors leading to the PATH train were locked late at night and you were forced to walk another few blocks to find the lone open entrance, there was no lasting anger at those silver giants. There never will be.
They should be rebuilt. Shinier and stronger than before. It can be done – support efforts to rebuild the WTC at WTC2011 – Better in Every Way!