“All of a sudden there were people screaming. I saw people jumping out of the building. Their arms were flailing. I stopped taking pictures and started crying.” ~ Michael Walters, a free-lance photo journalist in Manhattan
It was a day much like this one. A blue sky with cotton candy clouds. Although not officially autumn, the summer heat had burned itself out. It was a day that made you automatically smile when you stepped out the door and thank God you were alive. It was a perfect day.
Until 8:46 AM EST.
Who knew it would be the last day for 2,977 people? Who knew over 6,000 people would be injured?
You may recall where you were when the world stopped turning on that September day.
But never forget where the less fortunate ones were.
Don’t ever forget.