Our lives changed on that day. Mighty towers fell. Lives were lost. It was the day Islamic extremists declared war on our nation.
And here we are – eleven years later.
I live just a few miles from where the towers once stood. Every morning I take the subway into work, across the Manhattan bridge – the Statue of Liberty to my left, the new World Trade Center to my right.
I’ve watched over the years as a gleaming tower rose from the place we once called Ground Zero. Today it is home to giant waterfalls and trees – life where death once was.
It was in the shadow of this new symbol that Americans celebrated, rejoiced – when word came that Osama bin Laden had been killed. I was there – recording the sounds of that day.