Ground Zero 5/3/11
A day late and a dollar short.
I travel through Ground Zero every morning on my way to work. But yesterday I didn't go to work. So I missed all the excitement -- all the media set up to broadcast, the crowds chanting U-S-A! U-S-A!Strangers hugging firemen and police officers. Flowers and balloons stuck in the fence around the site, chalk slogans scrawled on the sidewalk (today I got chalk dust on my jacket when I inadvertently leaned against a wall.)
Today was business as usual.
But not entirely.
Most days 9/11 isn't on my mind during my commute. It's always in my subconscious, but not something I think about as I walk from the subway to the PATH train. It's just a construction site, a temporary inconvenient configuration of street and sidewalk through a major transit hub.
But since Sunday I've been doing a lot of flashing back 9 1/2 years.
I missed all the excitement that day, too --- could have been in Manhattan but fortunately spent that horrible day in an office on Long Island. My friend Shlomit told me I had an angel looking out for me.
9/11/11 is on a Sunday ... guess I'll miss all the excitement that day, too.
I travel through Ground Zero every morning on my way to work. But yesterday I didn't go to work. So I missed all the excitement -- all the media set up to broadcast, the crowds chanting U-S-A! U-S-A!Strangers hugging firemen and police officers. Flowers and balloons stuck in the fence around the site, chalk slogans scrawled on the sidewalk (today I got chalk dust on my jacket when I inadvertently leaned against a wall.)
Today was business as usual.
But not entirely.
Most days 9/11 isn't on my mind during my commute. It's always in my subconscious, but not something I think about as I walk from the subway to the PATH train. It's just a construction site, a temporary inconvenient configuration of street and sidewalk through a major transit hub.
But since Sunday I've been doing a lot of flashing back 9 1/2 years.
I missed all the excitement that day, too --- could have been in Manhattan but fortunately spent that horrible day in an office on Long Island. My friend Shlomit told me I had an angel looking out for me.
9/11/11 is on a Sunday ... guess I'll miss all the excitement that day, too.
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