Lovely memory piece. I still can't get myself down to the World Trade Center area, not sure how well I'd handle it. Cantor Fitzgerald was a customer I supported, and my company lost one consultant who was there simply because he was being a nice guy, came in early for a meeting and brought bagels for breakfast. I was late for the meeting, and arrived shortly after the first plane hit. By the time I figured out I needed to get out of there, the only way out was walking, and I was on crutches (knee injury.) Took me a long time to get back to the office up in Union Square. Took a couple of pictures as I was retreating but haven't looked at them since. A full quarter of the people at a wedding I attended three weeks before - an in-law's wedding, he did PR for Cantor for years and was close friends with many people there - died in that event.
I photographed down there a couple of times shortly after, six months after, and a year after, and each time it was a mistake going. Wasn't ready, within a short period of time I wasn't shooting, just walking around. Now I'm wondering if maybe it's time to try again. Your photographs felt thoughtful and calming.