Monday, May 26, 2014

Freedom





I still get chills when I look for the World Trade Center.  It always guided me towards Century 21 and the subway.  Seeing the area alive with construction is heartwarming.  We can be knocked down, but we will rise again.  I gape like a tourist whenever I am in this area.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

When I was 17-19 I landed a job as a secretary a few blocks from the WTC. An engineer I worked with at the time talked me into donating blood at a blood drive that was being held at the WTC. I was reluctant but he told me his daughter had leukemia and donating blood saves lives... how could I say no? So off we went during our lunch hour. Unfortunately, I was a real wimp back then and they had to pull the needle out of my arm half way through because I started to pass out. Then they had to put a paper bag over my face, twice! The engineer apologized all the way back to work for making me do it and I was dizzy for the rest of the day. I didn't try donating blood for a long time afterwards, but I still went to the WTC often during lunch. Not only do I still grieve for the lives that were lost that day, I still miss the building itself.