As many of you know, New York is near and dear to us. It's a city we love so very much. I always knew I'd love it, and when my husband took me on my first trip (just a few days before September 11, 2001) I found out I found out I was right.
This photo always gives me chills. We're at the top of the Statue of Liberty and you can barely see the towers behind me:
This was nine days before 9/11. Nine days later and the towers were gone.
My husband was a band director at the time, and a few months after the attacks we were supposed to travel to Japan for a band trip.
These first photos are from the Ground Zero Museum and tell the story of that day. This location is separate from the new museum — it used to be closer to Ground Zero but it looks like it’s moved to 14th street. If you visit the city I highly recommend visiting both.
I let the photos do the talking (forgive the quality, all were taken with a phone over the years):