The new World Trade Center Tower is amazing. When you look up at it from below, and are standing close to it, it seems like a highway that disappears into the sky.
Supposedly, it was designed that way. There it is, reflected in another building.
The two reflecting pools, carved inside with the names of the victims, are literally ground zero, built in the footprints of the twin towers.
A phoenix, rising from the ashes.
And soaring into the heavens.
There are other tall buildings to look at.
I took this picture through the window of the 9-11 memorial museum. That is a piece of the steel skeleton of one of the twin towers.
It is a little strange visiting this site of tragedy. There is a hush in the air, no matter how many people are there. Business still goes on, life goes on, but there is a collective realization that this spot is important, a dark part of history.
Time to move on. We have a city to see.
We had only walked around the corner when we saw this fire station.
I don’t know for a fact that this station was here on 9-11, but if it was, or, even if it wasn’t, these men embody the spirit of those first-responders who gave their lives.
You gotta love firemen.