I remember September 11th very well. I was just across the river in Brooklyn on the way to my English class. The Towers had already fallen by the time I got downtown Brooklyn and people were walking across the Brooklyn Bridge, arm in arm, crying and covered in white dust.
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My children, who were very young, were in school and it was difficult for me to get back home because the subway wasn’t running. My mom was home and someone invited several of us upstairs to use her phone. My husband left work to come and find me but he never did. I had found a ride close to where I live.
For years after, I remember whenever we were close by, looking at the huge hole in the earth as they began digging to build the new World Trade Center complex. Once, we brought my cousin and her husband, a marine who had served in Iraq, who started crying when he saw the site.
One World Trade is taller, stronger, better than the originals. It is exactly 1776 feet high to match the year the colonists declared Independence from England.
One World Trade is a complete experience, starting at the ground level. I won’t write about it because it will ruin the experience for those of you who might go one day, but you will even enjoy the elevator ride and especially the first view, which is presented so theatrically that everyone’s jaw drops at the sight!
The Twin Reflecting Pools Memorial
The Twin Reflecting Pools are located with the bases of each of the former towers. The names written around the walls of the pools list every person who died on September 11th. My friend’s husband worked in the towers back then. She was hysterical until he arrived home at 8 pm. It was his turn to get coffee for everyone that morning, and that’s why he wasn’t in the towers when the planes struck.