An Update to my April 2002 story, The Visit.
For me, a native Manhattanite who has never in my 72 years been off the island for more than two consecutive months, normalcy has never returned since 9.11.
There’s a permanent emptiness in the skyline – the towers missing from the views from the Throgg’s Neck Bridge, from Ellis Island and the Statute of Liberty, from the observations desks of its sister skyscrapers, from high points in the city like the Cloisters. For me, it is like looking at a Mona Lisa who has no lips.
There is a permanent sadness for many of us – not just the survivors or rescuers or care givers, or those whose faith others now call into question – but for all of us who are proud of our city and its heritage and its wonderful history.
In October, I am planning to revisit the site with a tour arranged by our community college adult education program. It will be interesting to observe my own reactions.