Day One: September 11
Woke up to sirens and radio reports of an incident at the World Trade Center. I grabbed my camera and was out on the street by 9:00.
|Beach Park, Tribeca|
Crowds had already formed. I walked east and south for a few blocks, then stood and watched the burning buildings. Even from a distance I could see people jumping and dropping from the north tower.
After the second plane struck the south tower, people on the street began to realize it was a terrorist attack. Someone turned on a car radio, and people crowded around to listen to the news reports.
|Story upon story|
Throughout the afternoon groups of people, some crying, some covered in dust, walked east on Canal Street to the Manhattan Bridge.