“Where were you when the world stopped turning…”
10 years. Incredible.
It was in afternoon time at Ramstein Air Force Base where I lived in 2001. Tennis practice was in full-swing and we heard a report on the radio… then the AF Security Police showed up to whisk away the General’s son… that’s when we knew something big was going on. Over the next week, base was on lock-down, we were told to stay inside our houses and life changed. As AF brats, we were no stranger to threat-levels, terrorist threats, base security, etc but many of my peers on US soil learned about those things on that day.
10 years past.
It’s strange that it’s been 10 years, memories and emotions are so deeply seeded from that horrific day. As I watch the memorial service today and the footage being re-shown from that morning, I’m struck by the images of the NYPD officers, FDNY and New Yorkers scrambling – having no idea at the time of what they were walking into, how life was going to be like from that day on… knowing that many of those faces I see in those first reports might not have made it out that day. Everyone guessing what was happening, gather information and trying to report the best they could.
In 2004, I lived in NYC and spent the day at Ground Zero on the 3rd anniversary of 9/11.
The photos I captured that day are some of my favorite photos I’ve ever taken….