Life on a family farm
in the wilds of
Upstate New York
Friday, September 16, 2016
People here in Upstate New York tend to have strong memories of 911. I remember way too well, the way it was and the days afterward, the horror, the skies without planes and the tracks without trains, the eerie silence of the valley.
I remember emailing back and forth with my then editor...whom I still miss btw...about how one of the planes turned off course over the very city where this memorial stands, on the new bridge from the other night's walk. Thus it's no surprise that we honor our memorials.