Another September 11. . .

It is an odd day out there. Still overcast, unlike most every day this year before it.

This morning I exited the Library Tower round 10 a.m. and was struck by the slight resemblance of the Arco Towers (at 5th and Flower Streets) to World Trades 1 and 2 (at Vesey and Church Streets). Shorter, granted, but still a bit like the Plaza near Park Row and the church.

It reminded me of when I was nearly in the pit in lower Manhattan in 2002. I was near where the R at Cortlandt once was. The day before had been a normal Autumn day—as normal as it could be, one day short of what had happened exactly a year earlier. On the 12th, it was again back to "normal.

But in 2002 the 11th was a day of remarkable bluster. The oddly hot winds were kicking up a flurry of dust storms in and round the pit where once stood World Trades 1, 2 and 7. I still maintain that the meteorological event was the direct result of all the anger, confusion, hatred and desperation that was no less palpable a year after the attacks.

At least the stench was gone.

-BusTard