
The WTC means to me; my first field trip with my school, meeting friends and family to shop at the plaza. When the towers fell so has my heart and soul, I felt I lost a part of me there. When I get on the ferry from Staten Island to Manhattan, I do not see my “friends” to greet me.
Ground Zero and I have something in common, construction is proceeding downtown to build us a new tower, I am building back my heart and soul to greet the new tower when it becomes complete.
To all of our Firemen, Policemen and other civic duty patrons, my heart is with you, your family and your comrades in arms that was there on this day, five years ago.
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