This is how I choose to remember the World Trade Center in NYC. Before it came to symbolize death and terror on 9/11 it symbolized the vibrant daily life of we who lived there. It was a place we visited often and enjoyed.
When I recall the horror of watching the attack live and the footage of people jumping out of the buildings…the death toll climbing…and the stench of the buildings burning for well over a month afterwards, I must also remember the resiliency of the human spirit. This old snapshot of my husband and oldest son in front of one of the WTC towers reminds me of that.
My husband and oldest son at one of our favorite places.
