Of course I remember where I was on September 11, 2001. I spent the day comforting new and returning students at Brandeis University, where I worked at the time.
But I wanted to remember my one and only visit to the World Trade Center.
In January 1987, I had just turned 18. Colleen and I wanted to visit the city. I don't think either of us had ever been. My dad drove us down during Winter break. It was our freshman year in college.
I had to sit down to take this picture. I think Colleen had to support my back.
View from the top.
I remember that day so clearly. We had the best time. Lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe. Seeing the Statue of Liberty. My stomach flip-flopping as we rode the elevator all the way up to the visitor's center in the World Trade Center.
And it still absolutely floors me that it's no longer there.
1 comment:
Wow, those pictures are so poignant now, as I imagine the experience is. It's so sad, but it's good to remember.
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