Under the smoke, New York City remains, choking in soot and rubble. The city bleeds from multiple wounds; it has lost a part of itself. With the crumbling of these towers, the city has been made a victim. Terror has bonded its citizens in struggle and hope, but it has forced them to mourn.
Today, as the television news shows an aerial view of Manhattan, I can recognize the place I stood outside my apartment building on my way to school. I look left and try to convince myself the towers are just hidden in fog.
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Judd B. Kessler ’04 is an economics concentrator in Adams House.