visit the site where the two towers stood and pay my respects...

It’s..eerie, just. My first experience at the site was in the middle of the night, really, and the steel and the concrete and the rubble and fluorescent lighting is just an insane homage, truthfully. I know it seems strange to say, but while a monument (especially the ones I’ve seen plans for) will be a tremendous way to remember that day and these people, what I saw grasped at my heart in ways that I don’t know the monument will. I stood dumbfounded for a few minutes before moving on, honestly. It just…it’s still alive, all of it. The good parts, anyway. The way people rushed to help, the way the city bled for days for its fallen, it’s just an incredible moment.

In the middle of the metropolis that is New York…the hussle and bussle and constant movement… this place stands still. Silent. Go and see it, pay your respects. It’s remarkable and tragic and good for the soul… yours and the ones that were lost there… to be remembered forever.

I went with a good fried who grew up in the Bronx and I was there for my first visit to NY with him…Seeing all the flowers, signs and people just standing in eerie quiet moments of their own was surreal…let alone two giant buildings disappearing from the skyline. I’m glad I made the trip and I know I’ll never forget it.

My sister, son, and I had plans to go to NYC in November of 2001 since about the previous May. It was very somber to be there at the time.

Well I did in late January 2002, It was a very odd and errie feeling. To get access you had to line up for a free ticket early at the sea port side and then you were given 10 mins to look at the site.