September 11, 2003
Remembering the World Trade Center
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Back around 1980 I was working three jobs, two bar jobs and some taxi driving. I was working weekend nights at a club on the upper east side but my other bar job required me to open up at 7am two blocks from the trade center..
By the time I closed up and came downtown it was usually between 5 and 6am. There are few places in New York that are quiet at any time but the wall street area in the early morning on a Saturday or Sunday is one of those.
I used to sit by that pool and watch the sky get lighter while I was waiting for my 7am shift to start.
The two towers rising up to the darkened sky as it gradually got blue.
Every once in a while a cab would come up Church Street. I could see them if I looked but could not hear them even though the fountain was not on. The silence in the plaza was profound.
It was a very magical time for me and something I will remember and cherish my whole life.