In some way or another I believe everyone was affected by the horror we witnessed the day the Towers fell.
At the time I was living in Cape Town South Africa and turned the radio on as I was making my way from work to the Vet... In times of crisis, people think about the most bizarre things... Shocked and confused after hearing about the second plane crashing into the second tower, it dawned on me; this might very well be the beginning of WWIII! Thank God that's not what followed!
As I arrived home all channels were broadcasting headline news and footage of the crashes. Hair raising moments and I suppose a sense of terror was shared with the rest of the world all now with big eyes glued to the television screen watching in disbelief.
Ashes and fire raining down from the sky; debris falling from everywhere as the flames breathe out of the burning holes on the sides of the towers... We waited and watched; "witnessing" people on fire plummeting to their deaths from the high floors of the World Trade Center... And then the towers fell... one by one...
At the time I was living in Cape Town South Africa and turned the radio on as I was making my way from work to the Vet... In times of crisis, people think about the most bizarre things... Shocked and confused after hearing about the second plane crashing into the second tower, it dawned on me; this might very well be the beginning of WWIII! Thank God that's not what followed!
As I arrived home all channels were broadcasting headline news and footage of the crashes. Hair raising moments and I suppose a sense of terror was shared with the rest of the world all now with big eyes glued to the television screen watching in disbelief.
Ashes and fire raining down from the sky; debris falling from everywhere as the flames breathe out of the burning holes on the sides of the towers... We waited and watched; "witnessing" people on fire plummeting to their deaths from the high floors of the World Trade Center... And then the towers fell... one by one...
What a very sad day for the New Yorkers; what a sad day for the families who lost loved ones. What a sad day to New York's Finest who lost their lives in a brave attempt to save another's life. What a sad day for the world!
I spent Christmas and New Year's 2006 in NYC as one of the top 10 things on my list of "what I want to do before I die". At first I visited St. Pauls Chapel next to Ground Zero and for the first time I read/heard about the gigantic sycamore tree that stood for almost a century on the corner of the churchyard that fell down in such a way that it missed knocking down any of the historic tombstones. None of the falling debris damaged the Chapel itself, which was just amazing! An act of God or just an "accident"?
I crossed the road and saw huge pictures fixed to the fence that was now cordoning off the construction site of Ground Zero. As I walked closer and saw the pictures up close I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with emotion. It was hard holding back the tears...There's no way of even coming close to what the New Yorkers must have felt like... What a sad day!
This will be a day that will be remembered for generations to come.
I'd like to share these pictures with you: In memory of all that's now lost.
