There are great advantages and even greater threats to working in a building a few blocks away from where the Twins crumbled, but once I am past the barricades and the explosive-sniffing dogs, I rise up to my 34th floor, brew an espresso or two and once in a while, when workload allows, take a moment to peer out the windows and look down thoughtfully at the Big Apple. 

Much happening down there and yet, there is a void…


Brooklyn (home) seen from the Lower Manhattan at sunrise
Jersey City across the Hudson river, sunrise
Lady Liberty is still asleep
Early docking for the Liberty Cattle Ferry
Rebuilding what was once destroyed
Sunrise for the neighbors