whoa. wow.
Last Friday I spent some time at New York's High School for Economics and Finance. Turns out it is located at a corner of Ground Zero.
It was the first time since the weeks after that fateful day that I had stood at Ground Zero. I was here in the city three weeks after it happened and saw the huge mounds of debris and smelled the electrical fires still burning.
Friday, it was cold and gray and raining. It was fitting. The enormity of the site is indescribably devastating. The tragic irony I noticed while staring at that gaping hole is that it is bordered on two sides by Church and Liberty streets.
I see it with different eyes now that I live here. I don't know how to explain it. Everything is cleaned out and bare, but it is no less horrific. The wound is less bloody, but is still raw, covered only by a sheer, thin veil of healing.
I hope that Liberskind will put a marble wall inside the memorial similar to the Vietnam memorial that contains the names of all the people whose lives were lost.
Posted by Amanda at April 08, 2003 01:07 PM
