Remembering Fifteen Years Ago

The beams no longer shine from the location of the two towers; that location has been taken by a new building and by a memorial. Still we remember lost neighbors, kin, and friends, and the eight brave firefighters who never returned. Addendum: There will be an interfaith memorial service at the Montague Street entrance to the Promenade this afternoon (Sunday, September 11) at 2:00.

Photo: Martha Foley

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  • AEB

    The destruction of the towers and its aftermath were horrible. I lived in the West Village then and the air became heavy with dust from the fallen structures, a debris you breathed in. Day by day the walls of construction site barricades and a set-aside area of St. Vincent’s became plastered with “lost” and “missing” notices. A mass disorientation set in.

    We have, thankfully, so little idea of what it’s like to live in a war zone–my neighborhood effectively became one. It was all a lesson that transcended issues of terrorism and political responsibility. I’m glad the world has turned a good many times since then, albeit not necessarily to a more enlightened place, if such things can be quantified.

  • Andrew Porter

    Wonderful photo, Claude. Here’s one of mine, taken then, from Fulton Ferry:

  • Jorale-man

    Interesting that the light beams aren’t really close to where the WTC towers were. I guess there’s too much other stuff going on at the site to put them there, but it does create a bit of a false impression. But nice photo at any rate.

  • Well, you know who this is

    I wonder how many of us well be down at ground zero 8 AM or will stop in at St Paul’s any time on Sunday….

    I worked at 170 Broadway.

    The day showed to nobility of so many average New Yonkers who placed themselves in very real danger as they helped others.