Friday, September 11, 2009

September 11, 2001: Remembering

That morning as I drove to school, I had just pulled onto campus and was driving pass the tennis courts when they announced over the radio that a plane had crashed into one of the Twin Towers in New York City. I really didn't know the devastation at that time. I walked into Fred Romanski's Research Class and mentioned in and no one yet knew what was going on. We just thought there had been a plane crash. As we went down to the library to start our assignments, we happened to pass Mr. Owen's history class. They were watching the events unfold on the local news. About the time, I stopped in the door way to see what was happing, the second plane crashed into the towers. At that moment I knew this was not just another plane crash. After class, I drove to McKinney for work at Chili's. I can say the silence inside the restaurant was chiling. I don't think I have seen that sort of emotion ever. Every table I had prayed, spoke to other strangers and asked if you were ok. My grandmother called me at work to make sure I was ok and to see if I knew what was going on. I remember feeling empty that day and not truly understanding the magnatude of the day's events.

The following photos are pictures taken from other photographers that were there on that horrible day in America's history. Please take a moment to remember those who lost their lives and the families of those lost. Let's also not forget those who survived that dreaded day and those who risked their lives to help those in need....
photo taken by: Steve McCurry
The atmosphere was so heavy. Everybody knew the weight of the situation. I was just trying to translate into film what I was actually feeling — horror and loss.
This was a whole other level of evil
photo taken by: Eli Reed
It seemed so incongruous, an emergency worker with a small hammer, laboring in this vast destruction.

photo taken by: Steve McCurry
The destruction was total. It hadn't stopped at the last thirty floors, or the last ten. There was only this shell. You couldn't believe your eyes.

"life is not measured by the number of breath's we take, but instead by the number of moments that take our breath away"

Some of those moments are not always happy ones. We must never forget the events and lives touch or lossed on this dreadful day in America's history.....