2206.pjpegThis photo was taken just a little more than a year after September 11, 2001. I used to work for a film production company just a few blocks away from the WTC on Chambers Street. I loved the Twin Towers, although I was always very afraid to go up in them because I have a fear of heights. But I loved them because of their height, their beauty and because of the wonderful atmosphere I had come to know at the base of those buildings. This photo was taken by my husband. At the time, I didn't know he was taking the photograph. That is why it means so much to me - it is a very real photograph. It was the first time I had a chance to see Ground Zero and I was absolutely devistated because there was NOTHING there anymore. I cried for a long time...with my head leaning against that fence. Out of all the things I saw the day I returned to Ground Zero, what I remember most is the way the sidewalks looked. They were torn up and mutilated, full of holes, cracks, broken bits and pieces of concrete and I couldn't stop thinking of how those two beautiful buildings came down with such force that they left the sidewalks with such a reflection of the past. I remembered that I had stood on those very sidewalks before and how everything looked so much different.