Monday, September 10, 2012
As a college student, I worked one summer on the 23rd floor of one of the towers at the WTC. My father, who was a NYC fireman, always warned me to never work on a floor higher than the 10th. "No way to rescue people that high up", he would say.
I had thought of going back to work in Manhattan, and definitely wanted to be "downtown". I retired instead.
The price we pay for freedom is well spent.
All photos are from Pinterest and can be found on my board entitled Patriotic