I had spent the great part of my weekend in Norfolk, Virginia. I was invited by a friend whose roommate threw a “Jeans & Timbs” party in VA Beach.
I took the train Amtrak train back from Newport News, Virginia, September 10th, 2001. I’d plan to arrive in Boston about 6am to rush to my aunt’s apartment, shower, get dress and head to work, on time.
It was a quiet train. People kept to themselves, while most read their books or listened to their walkman.
I, of course had two books and my blue shockwave, panasonic CD walkman.
::I miss that thing::
I was sitting in the fourth train car, on the right hand side of business class train car.
::window seat up on this b!tch::
We had just left Newark, NJ station. It was cold, I remember it was chilly that early morning. We conductor mentioned that we’d be arriving into New York Penn Station around 12:45 am, September 11th, 2001.
I closed my eyes and the train started to rock. My eyes opened and I could see the twin towers. They were way off in the distance, to the right hand side of lower Manhattan and Lady Liberty on Ellis Island offshore.
[like the photo below, just de-magnify it but hundreds of yards, in the distance]
The towers took my breath away. They were… magnificent. Powerful…
In my minds eye something so majestic could never be swayed or destroyed. My eyes continued to absorb the greatness before me, like a child who was anticipate his first trip to an Amusement Park.
Within me I was giddy and overjoyed. Nothing was ever so beautiful to me, as they were, in that moment and just like that the tunnel was approaching and they faded from my sight.
I never thought that would’ve been the last time I saw them standing so tall, so proud so…
They were staples to this great nation. They were a testament that we could do and be anything we wanted to be. We arrived and people got off, pulling and tugging at luggage, children, husband, wives, girlfriends and boyfriends.
I closed my eyes hoping to remember the image I had witness. Wishing I had a camera. Wishing I had gotten off the train and headed to lower Manhattan so see what had evoked greatness within me.
I opened my eyes, grabbed my bag weekend shoulder bag and got off the train, in a hurry.
::This is going to be quite an adventure::