this morning i took the same train across the bridge, looked again at the
same space in the skyline...  the clearest view of all today, i could even
see the damaged towers of world financial center further away than the wtc
towers were, wfc was never before visible from this point.  and 1 liberty
plaza, the black 54-story building they thought was going to collapse on
thurs.  still standing.  still dust and smoke rising from the site tho, day
and night.

tonight my sis and i visited union square again...  last night it was a sea
of humanity.  this night a little less dense but still thick with mourners,
visiting the various and variable memorials that have sprung up.  people are
expressing their grief in so many ways.  one guy just  bought a roll of
redwhiteblue ribbon and some safety pins.  just cut it up and give out.
will it stop terrorism?  i don't know but i was moved.  union square has
truly become something beautiful and handmade, a city pouring out its heart
in the purest way.  i tried to say last night, but didn't get it right, that
i think that the huge number of "missing" flyers, taped to surfaces in every
neighborhood but also all over our memorial gathering spots like union
square...  these are the memorials.  i look at each flyer, memorize each
face and i think everyone does.

back to brooklyn, once again checking the changed skyline from the train,
now at night, spontaneously talking with the girl in the seat behind me.
new yorkers are tawking to each other more than we ever have in the history
of the city.  looking at the changed financial district skyline at night,
you can see where there is still no power.  and where there is no skyline...
the wtc site is i think lit artificially and dust and smoke is still
rising...

i reread posts about this whole event tonight, especially kay's.  i'm
stunned by what she's been through.  you know, kay.  so much love and
support to you kay...

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as i wrote to a friend earlier....

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sometimes i think it just gets worse every day, but we move forward...

patrick

np - silence, but my window candle is lit...

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