Its the one year anniversary of the short term "triumph" of some who believe they are solving the world's problems and appeasing the will of their God. For me its the one year anniversary of losing what to me was my personal symbol of America.
On July 5th, 1990 around 3:30pm(EDT) my mom woke me up just as our flight was getting ready to land at Newark International bringing my family and a little me to America for the first time. Out of the small airplane window with sleepy eyes the very first sight of America I saw was the late afternoon sun gleaming a brilliant vermillion off the façade of the two World Trade Center towers onto the Hudson. I will never forget that sight for as long as I live. A short hour later our flight landed in Newark and I began my journey into America.
I wonder why when I look at the skyline I still see the buildings there as if they were never torn down. I wonder why my nose still stings and why my eyes gets blurry every time reality snaps me with a rattail and lets me see the sky where the WTC towers would be. I wonder why its so hard to go to the Liberty State Park. I wonder.
Nothing will bring back the WTC and with all the hoopla about political correctness and appeasing every single person who has any say in what happens to the land where the WTC towers stood...we can be nearly certain that what rises there will not have the character, grace or bravado of those two square towers that stood there.
For me it is as much a day of mourning and contemplation as it is of hope in mankind. For as much evil and perversion there maybe in the world we are still capable of producing and appreciating the magnificence of life.
So my friends....heres to hope.
Posted by Mr. Keyur at September 11, 2002 02:01 AM