Many of us who were living in Manhattan on September 11, 2001, feel no urgent need to visit the 9/11 Memorial Museum that opened last month. In fact, a neighbor of mine in New Jersey whose son perished in the attacks has literally not gone into Manhattan since (although it’s a 45-minute train commute made by thousands of people every day). I have not made it to the Museum yet but my husband, Tim Baker, did last week. “I didn’t feel compelled to go,” he says. “What more about 9/11 did I need to know or see? Wendy and I lived through it, and I worked on The New York Times’ picture desk for the one-year anniversary edition on the attacks. But a friend visiting from California happened to have an extra ticket. And isn’t that always the way we end up seeing things in our own backyard?”
For those of you who can’t make it to New York City soon, here’s a sneak preview, courtesy of Tim:
This pool is on the footprint of the World Trade Center’s South Tower. A twin pool is on the footprint of the North Tower. The Memorial Pools are the size of each tower’s footprint. Water cascades over the sides into a black square.
Thomas R. Clark grew up in the New Jersey neighborhood where we now live.
At left is the slurry wall that holds back the Hudson River from inundating the original World Trade Center site. It survived the attacks unbreached.
Nobody can quite remember the color of the sky that morning. Thus the 2,983 different tints.
Under the South Pool are the victims’ portraits and stories. Under the North Pool are memorabilia and exhibits, including parts of the planes and thousands of other artifacts related to the day.
I am 71 years old and I live in the Southern U.S. now but I worked in the Wall Street area when I was 21 & 22.
I loved this part of New York but I had to move on and get back to school and get a degree. I like millions of others was getting dressed for work and had the news on and watched what happened from the beginning. I couldn’t believe it was real and kept waiting for someone to say it wasn’t true but a Movie. Every time I think about it I tear up and think of the thousands who died. I will go to the museum but not for awhile yet.
The pictures are wonderful and I appreciate your sharing them more than you know.
As a New Yorker who lived through that horrifying day, I too was reticent about visiting the museum. While portions were disturbing and a highly-emotional experience, I am glad I went. It was good to be reminded of the extraordinary heroism and sense of community after the attacks.