13 years ago yesterday was a day that is hard to forget. When the first plane crashed into one of the twin towers, I was just waking up and getting ready for school. My radio alarm went off, and my dial was on Power 106 with Big Boy in the Morning radio show breaking the news. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
My first period in school that day was French class, and the teacher pulled out a TV for us to watch the news as all the information unfolded. Everyone was silent, and no one felt safe. I lived in Los Angeles, where they have their own version of "twin towers" in Century City where my mom used to work (built by the same architect as the towers in NYC). I remember feeling afraid that that might be the next target. No where seemed safe at that point. A lot of things have changed since then; and I can't say that I enjoy all those changes, especially when going to the airport, but I understand why the changes occurred.
Last year I had the opportunity to fly to New York for a video shoot. During my 3 day stay out there, I was able to visit the new 911 Memorial at Ground Zero. It was very surreal seeing where the towers used to stand tall, and reading all the names of the victims on that day.
I thought I would share some of the pictures I took that day, and encourage us all to never forget the sacrifice of a lot of innocent men and women and all their families.
All images belong to Charlie Kaine Photography