Better than any politco's speech I could have heard today and more impactful than any sensationalist television special, I have found a moment of hopeful reflection on this 10th anniversary of 9/11: Walking down to the Brooklyn Heights Promenade just before dusk, I noticed, for the first time, the WTC Freedom Tower peeking through the horizon. That gave me chills.
Meanwhile, a large group gathered as a group of talented youngsters offered a presentation of 9/11 reflections... while just down the Promenade was a lovely wreath inscribed "Broken Sky."
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