is it that just makes me feel so compelled the need to send it out, to share?And the same two answers just kept coming back to me.
I was in NYC during September 11th. I was working at a photo shoot in a penthouse space on the Westside of Manhattan. I had seen the gaping, smoldering hole of the first attack and my first thought was, “we will never be the same”. Even without knowing that it was an attack I had felt it’s magnitude. As the morning wore on someone had turned on a radio. From it bleated the mind bending updates on the scene from downtown and the news that there was an attack in DC and another plane down in PA. The voices on the radio were strained and adrenaline spiked and it made me think of WWII and people huddled around radios for the latest. We all walked around dazed and in shock.
That shock continued through the week and I was right, we were not going to be the same.