As I sat down to write the post for today and I realized what day it was, I knew that writing about my recent vacation would have to wait for another day...I just couldn't do it today. Of any day during the year, September 11th is the most somber for me. Even though I live in a Connecticut suburb nearly 30 miles from the center of Manhattan, I consider New York my home. Twelve years later, I still feel the pain of that day as if it was yesterday.
It does give me solace, however, to see this gorgeous building gracing the skyline of the city...