9/11

Crossing the Brooklyn Bridge as you left Manhattan, if you looked back, you'd see the Twin Towers emerging over the City skyline. It was a moment I always looked forward to on those late nights coming home from work. As a kid, a would-be architect, I loved the Twin Towers and not only because they were easy to draw, they were special. Twenty years later I still wasn't tired of looking at them. In May of 2001 my mother, and niece and nephew came to visit from Buffalo. After an exhausting day touring Ellis Island and the Statute of Liberty, I decided we should go the top of the World Trade Center. The kids were tired, my mother was skeptical, but I insisted. We all appreciate the memories.