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Tag Archives: September 11
2007 Year in Pictures: 9/11 Tribute of Light
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A Wrinkle In Time
The redcoat-ed Revolutionary War-era soldier perusing the 9/11 exhibit at the New York Historical Society.
Community Memorial
I like this. I went to a free concert yesterday – in the rain – held in honor of the policemen who lost their lives on 9/11. It was the police force’s band – and a flag was at halfmast … Continue reading
Tribute In Light
Last night: after a day of crazy rain, it was foggy. The city, in its nighttime glamour, was smudged across the Hudson, a charcoal smudgy drawing. I walked down to the end of my street at around 10:30 to see … Continue reading
September 12, 2001
SEPTEMBER 12, 2001 It was 10:30 in the morning. The tunnels were closed. I was in Hoboken. This will be a story about the facts because even now I cannot put into words what those days were like. The whole … Continue reading
Sunny Saturday afternoon, Feb. 2007
Corner of 7th Ave and Greenwich. These are just a couple of the tiles on the fence (tiles created by people all over the country) … which stretches off down the block … a mosaic … this memorial has been … Continue reading
“Into the Lincoln Tunnel”
She has put into words some of my everyday experiences and impressions and thoughts. Remarkable. Into the Lincoln Tunnel by Deborah Garrison The bus rolled into the Lincoln Tunnel, and I was whispering a prayer that it not be today, … Continue reading
and a little child will lead them …
New York, in those crazy weeks afterwards, became a patchwork of remembrance – it was like the city itself had become an enormous collage, or a roughly done papier mache sculpture – taped togther – the fence outside St. Paul’s … Continue reading
Sept. 12
Read this. And please read this as well. We all have our stories of that day – and I’ve told mine – you’ve told yours – and I wasn’t into that this year. But please read her story (if you … Continue reading
“For the falling man”
For the Falling Man – by Annie Farnsworth I see you again and again tumbling out of the sky, in your slate-grey suit and pressed white shirt. At first I thought you were debris from the explosion, maybe gray plaster … Continue reading