Innocence Lost – 9/11 Remembered

My office, a block south of Grand Central, is empty except for one person when I arrive at a few minutes past nine on Tuesday, September 11, 2001. I greet him as I go towards my desk and ask where everyone is.

Without taking his eyes from his monitor, he says casually, “Oh, they’re in the lunch room. Somebody flew a plane into the World Trade Center. If you look out the window, you can see the smoke.”

Walking the few feet to the window, I think how unlucky people in the WTC are. I remember the 1993 bombing and news footage of employees emerging from the building covered by something whitish.  I remember the look of terror on some of their faces.

With many of its employees traumatized by the experience, my company made the bold decision to move from the thirteenth floor at One World Trade Center to the fifth floor of a building almost a world away on Park Avenue.

When I get to the window, I notice an unimpressive plume of smoke curling its way towards the sky. This had to be a small private plane or tour helicopter, I think. Several companies take tourists on helicopter tours of New York City everyday. One must have crashed.

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Saturday, 9/10/11

In the aftermath of September 11 (9/11), many people commented on the significance of the date 9/11. 911 is the number we call when we need help. The first flight that crashed into the Twin Towers was American Flight 11. Including the hijackers, that flight carried 92 passengers (9 + 2 = 11).

Emails that floated around at the time, gave more details on the numbers, some were just too farfetched to believe.

But as I looked at today’s date, I noticed that it 9/10/11 lines up in perfect numerical sequence. I have no idea what if means or if it means anything. If it does, can someone enlighten me?

What do you think? Does it mean anything? Did you even notice?

 

Friday, 9/9/11

It’s the weekend of the 10th anniversary of September 11th and I really didn’t want to be in New York. I want to be someplace far away where there’s no television blasting wall-to-wall coverage, no extra police presence, no threats of terror threats.

All this is probably why my brain feels like it’s shut down. Why I feel like I’m under siege.

September used to be a pleasant month for me. I looked forward to the Labor Day weekend, the changing leaves, the inevitable slowing down of life’s hectic pace. The days go by smoothly until the 11th rises like an unexpected roadblock, one that some years feels easier to go round. Not this one. I feel anxious; I want to hide.

While I didn’t lose anyone in the World Trade Center, I feel deeply for and empathize with those who did. In one week, I lost a significant friendship and before I could even begin to grieve, I received word about my mother. We had spoken just hours before. Seven months later, my grandmother was also gone. These losses changed my life in many fundamental ways.

September 11th also changed our lives. As I write, police sirens screech in the distance. It could be for reasons totally unrelated but it’s hard not to connect it to the upcoming anniversary.

An unexpected consequence of that day is that flying, in particular, is not as pleasurable as it used to be. A simple thing like opening a bank account is now subject to deeper levels of scrutiny, and the government has broader powers to spy on us and intercept our communications. But are we truly any safer?

Life has returned to Lower Manhattan and the World Trade Center site but it’s difficult to see it and not remember.

A 9/11 Memorial, a tribute to those who fell will open to the families on Sunday and to the public on Monday, September 12th. Maybe I’ll visit.

Getting There:

If you’re in the New York City area and want to visit, passes must be obtained before you go and can be  obtained by going to the website.

The best way to get there is by public transportation. Several subway (A, C, J, M, R, Z, 4, and 5) and bus lines (M5, M20 and M22) stop within walking distance, and the E, 1, 2, and 3 and New Jersey PATH trains to go directly to the WTC terminal.

Hours: Monday-Friday: 10:00 a.m. to 8:00 p.m. and from 9:00 a.m. to 8:00 p.m. on weekends and holidays.

Travel Photo Thursday – Nobel Square

Nobel Square, Cape Town
Nobel Square, Cape Town

These sculptures which honor South Africa’s four Nobel Prize winners, Nkosi Albert Luthuli, Archbishop Emeritus Desmond Tutu, former State President F.W. de Klerk and former President Nelson Mandela, are located on the V&A Waterfront in Cape Town.

Created by two of South Africa’s most accomplished female sculptors – Noria Mabasa and Claudette Schreuders – they were unveiled on December 16, 2005, South Africa’s Day of Reconciliation.

Nobel Square, Cape Town
Nobel Square honorees, Cape Town, SA

This is my submission to this week’s Budget Travelers Sandbox Travel Photo Thursday series. Be sure to check out other photo and story entries on their website!

An Art Walk in Harlem’s Historic Strivers Row

The Strivers Art Circuit (SAC) is a free, self-guided walking tour that will take place on October 8th and 9th, in the Historic Strivers Row area of Harlem (130th street to 145th street, 5th Ave to St Nicholas Ave).

The Circuit allows participants to view some of Harlem’s visual and craft artists at work in their galleries and studios.

The Strivers Art Circuit was created to develop a hub of arts activity and thereby gain increased visibility and exposure for SAC participants.

Strivers Art Circuit

Opening reception: Friday, October 7th from 6:00 p.m.

Tour Dates: Saturday, October 8th and Sunday, October 9th from 12:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.

The event is free to the public. However, if you plan to attend, click here to RSVP. Strivers Art Circuit Participants

The Harlem Arts Alliance is a sponsor of the Srivers Art Circuit.

 

 

Another Award

As you all know, blogging is a solitary thing. You write and read and hope others will appreciate your point of view and decided to follow you on your blogging journey.

It was a real treat to open my mailbox and see that I’ve received an award, not just any award, An Appreciated Follower Award from fellow blogger, Celia at Africa2Asia. Neat, huh? Well, I think so!

And now that I’ve gotten the award, I have a few things to do:

1. Thank the giver. (Thanks Celia!)

2. Pick 5 bloggers to pass the award on to. Let them know by leaving a comment on their blog.

3.  Copy and paste the award

4.  Have faith that my followers will spread the love to other bloggers.

5.  Have bloggy fun!

Without further ado and in no particular order, here are the 5 people I’ll bestow the Appreciated Follower Award to. These are talented, eloquent, thoughtful, interesting people whose blogs are worth a read.

Thanks again, Celia!

Saying Goodbye to Summer 2011

It happens every year. In April, I make plans for the summer then Labor Day rolls around and I wonder where the time went.

This year was no different. When the weather began to get warm, I planned my summer: free concerts around the city, Shakespeare and other plays in the park, dinners and get togethers with friends at some of our favorite outdoor restaurants, picnics and reading a few books on a blanket in Central Park, watching old movies at twilight in Bryant Park, concerts in Prospect Park, and trying my hands at something different.

Then my friend Elizabeth, who blogs at Mirth and Motivation, posted a few of her music picks and introduced us to Somi, a singer I’d never heard of. Off I went to Google to find her and get more of her music. That’s when I discovered that she performed all over the city this summer, including at Summerstage with, of all people, Hugh Masekela. She also performed in Prospect Park with Oumou Sangaré and Seun Anikulapo Kuti.

Where was I and how did I miss these? I usually have my ear to the ground and a good network that keeps me up to date on happenings in the city. Whatever I miss, they catch. What happened?

Looking back, it feels like I did nothing. But I know I did. I must have. Or else, how would I have gotten to September without driving myself nuts?

Summer underscores how fleeting time is. To counter the notion that I did nothing, I went back to April in my mind to see what I did.

There were a few highlights. The biggest, my two weeks in London and Paris and meeting my new nephew; antiquing in Lambertville, NJ and New Hope, PA; seeing the Spanish Gardens exhibition at the New York Botanical Gardens, and discovering new places and new restaurants close to home.

But the one thread that ran through my entire summer was the preparation for my sabbatical in Jamaica. I haven’t started writing about it yet because there’s much that I’m dealing with, emotionally and psychically, and I want to respect the process. There are a few more things to put in place but once they are, I promise I’ll share.

In the meantime, please enjoy these selections from Somi, who I’m listening to as I write – Ulale Malaika Wangu and Ingele.

Enjoy!

Soulful Sundays – Al Jarreau

The friends I made while I was at university are still friends today. Back then, we shared each little discovery: music, foods, movies, books, etc. It was one of these friends who introduced me to Al Jarreau.

In time, all of us were listening to, talking about his music and following him in the media.

Jarreau, a seven-time Grammy Award winner, was born Alwin Jarreau in 1940 in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. In addition to being a preacher, his father was a singer, his mother a piano teacher. The family sang together at church concerts and Jarreau performed with his mother at PTA meetings.

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I’ve Gotten a Liebster Award

I was visiting my blog buddy Hakea’s blog when I noticed she had given me a Liebster Award. What’s the Liebster Award, you ask.

Well, the Liebster Award is said to have originated in Germany. Translated to English, it means “beloved.”  The Liebster Award is meant to bring more attention to blogs with fewer than 200 followers.

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