Our family vacation took us to New York City last month where in a week we hit two Broadway shows and five museums. Perhaps the most emotionally powerful visit was to the World Trade Center site and the 9/11 Memorial and Museum. The reflecting pools are rimmed with the names of those who lost their lives in the greatest terrorist attack on American soil 14 years ago. And even in New York City, where swagger is more than a verb, people at the Memorial were quiet, respectful and reflective. Flowers adored the names of some of the victims outside (white roses).
Inside the museum, artifacts as small as melted ID cards were mounted in glass cases along with damaged ladder trucks from Fire Departments in the city. Pieces of aircraft found in the wreckage were displayed and TV monitors showed the Passenger Jets slamming into each of the Twin Towers played over and over.
People openly wept reading text on the displays or watching video. The stories of remarkable heroism and bravery are what I’ll remember most about this museum. I only hope these photos provide you with a sense of what we lost that day and what we found as a nation.