minerman146 wrote:...
I think for the past 3 or so years I put up a picture of the Manhattan Skyline as seen from Hoboken. ... When I was working on the route at this time, and as someone born before these structures were built, I remember them when they were new. My father remembers seeing them built. With the losses of that day and the loss of a different time I so fondly remember, I made the decision to include what you see below.
This was a difficult decision to make, and to be tasteful. I mean it to be a quiet remembrance. The structures are just 'there'. My only connection to the place is a job interview I had in 1992 at a company called Insurance Services Office. I think it was on the 40th floor of WTC1. This was the only time I was ever there. It would have been such an honor to work at such a company and at such a place. I was so excited I brought my newly-wed wife on the trip to spend the day after the interview. It was not in the cards for me to get the position. I wish I had.
So this scene is but a small gesture to them on that day. It is a gesture of respect to the City of New York. It is a way we can relive our shared past. In some small way, if it gets you think about the love we have for our country and our people, then I say Thank You for remembering with me. God Bless them and those who are with us today and those who lived on, beyond that day.
Before you close this thread, I wanted to log on and thank you for this. I, too, remember Manhattan before these structures were built. At that time, I had no idea that my life would become connected with them. Beginning in the late-'70s, I began making regular trips down to the WTC, at that time dealing with the various planning agencies there. You may remember Tri-State, or at least have seen some for their old reports floating around. Yeah, it was that far back ...
In latter days I dealt mostly with the Port Authority. A former colleague and very good friend of mine had ended up with them by those days, and was in a meeting five floors up when the bomb went off. The day of the attack, he didn't make it in due to a late train. But for the tragedy of the day, the story might have been comical, but that's a separate discussion. As far as I have been able to determine, those I dealt with regularly either got out or didn't make it in. Others I'm not so sure about, because it became difficult to track them down in the aftermath.
I will confess to a certain impatience with much of the commemoration in recent years, but that, too, is a separate discussion best left for other venues. Had it been me, I'd have hoped they'd have rebuilt the towers where they stood, perhaps because I come from hurricane country (the Gulf Coast) and that's just the way we tend[ed] to think in those parts. No matter. Your's is the sort of gesture of respect and remembrance I'd hoped for. Thanks kindly. I appreciate it.