World Trade Center Observation Deck, 1980: City of Light

The endless anniversary commemorations and slow motion reenactments of the tragedy haven't done much for me. They won't bring back more than 3,000 lost souls, the twin towers themselves, or the ten dark, wasted years of war since then that threaten to drag on without end.

 

I prefer to remember them as they were. For our family the towers will remain forever engraved in memory as a treasured experience in the summer of 1980. Out in the open air on the observation deck, we watched the sun go down over the Hudson River, saw the Moon rise over Brooklyn and looked north up the glittering avenues toward midtown Manhattan. For more than 30 years my slides were in the attic, and for the last decade I never had the heart to look at them. But recently I digitized them. It's time to move on. And the Forever War needs to end. We can do so much better.

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Taken on January 27, 2011