In April 2000, My Brother and I visited the World Trade Center; it was a very gloomy overcast day; I will never forget my time there; I never thought that more than a year later, that the Twin Towers would vanish in a cloud of smoke, fire, dust, and debris. In 2008, I returned to the WTC Site, it was just a construction site at that time. I thanked the Police Officers that were there and I walked over to the Church that the First Responders/Rescuers went to, to pray and recover. I prayed there as well. It was a visit I needed to do.

My Prose is dedicated to the souls that worked there and to the people who tried to save as many as they could. God Bless You All.