It felt time to find my old photos of September 11th and the two times I went to NYC in November and December to get away from DC (yes, at that time it actually felt better going anywhere, even NYC, just to get away from the tension in DC). The second trip I was hired by the State Dept. to do a photo essay of NYC three months after the attacks, to show the world the horror and hope. These photos are the horror. Perhaps tomorrow after a good night's sleep, I'll post the hope photos. I'm glad the SOB is dead. But the memories of that day are making this moment somewhat melancholy, for me at least. Perhaps it's the old photos bringing back bad memories.
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| The view from my apt. window, the morn of 9/11 - the smoke is from the Pentagon. |
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| Ground Zero in Nov/Dec |
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| A store across the street from the WTC. |
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| The crowd gazing at the wreckage of the WTC. |
