That day again

Today is a beautiful crisp autumn morning, with high cloud, and the promise of a warm front coming over later. Dew turned all the spider webs to silver in the fields, unlike the dry, clear, high-pressure weather of that day two years ago, when we needed the blinds down in the meeting room where we were that afternoon, when the news came in.

Pretty soon after, I suggested what the obvious rebuild for the WTC ought to be - and it seems that I was not the only one thinking along those lines.