Thanks. I never got there either. It was only 50 miles away, so I have no excuse.

It's ok, I guess. What it made me think of, though, was the "bubblevision" or whatever it was called than ran for a while in the New York Times. It was a composite of two back to back fisheye lens exposures. You could rotate, look up, down, and zoom within a 360 degree sphere. The scene I remember most was inside a crowded subway car with menacing looking passengers glowering at you. Eeek.

That was really depressing.

On the other hand, I think I saw Kabul burning on one of the views.

Thanks for the links. I hope we can enjoy these views until the end of eternity (or the end of the Internet, whichever comes first).

the ground level views are particularly sobering. thank you.

Your ears popped in the elevators.

You stood on solid concrete 1/5 mile in the sky, looking DOWN at passing light aircraft, helicopters and birds.

The mammoth East River bridges were a child's playthings spanning the glistening water.

The rides of Coney Island, a dozen miles away, were crisply silhouetted against the Atlantic Ocean, far past the eastern tower of the VZ bridge.

Manhattan itself was an obscenely huge diorama.

I watched them build it. My parents took me to the top when I was a child, and I took my son there just three months before they were destroyed.

WTC pics taken on Sept. 7th: WTC before Sep 11th

Nothing like that web site to let my grief rise to the top again.

Sad.:(

Still so hard to accept that when hubby and I take our annual trip to Broadway this Christmas, it will all be different.

let`s file a lawsuit against bin laden,for denying our right to visit the towers and see the view,like liberals say "it`s not fair"

bump

I thought those two towers were so beautiful. In high school, I spent alot of nights on the cliffs overlooking Manhattan in Fort Lee Historical Park. The road leading into the park was chained up at night, and no cops would ever dream of getting out of their cars and walking the half mile to catch us. So we’d load up some coolers, grab some lawn chairs and a radio and sit up there a couple of nights every week in the summer. Sometimes there’d be fifty of us up there having a huge party, sometimes there only be myself and a couple of good friends. We sat on the edge of a 250 foot sheer drop. The beautiful GWB was above and below us, a hundred yards away, always lit up like a Christmas tree. We sat facing southeast with all of NYC spreadout in front of us. From our perspective, the towers were sort of the finale, sitting majestically at the end of the island. It was just gorgeous up there. The view will never be the same.

Thanks for the link. It was beautiful up there, but the view from the Empire State was even better, because you could see the WTC from there.

Yes, I remember those views vividly when I visited the WTC in the early 90's. I was in awe. I looked everywhere for pictures, but I guess I didn't take any while I was up there. It will remain in my memory forever though.

Rebuild the WTC!!!

Excellent graphic NNY...Was in the towers and NYC many times before I moved to Colorado (grew up in the New Haven, CT area)...

I try to explain NYC and all its splendor to many people out here, who have never been East of the Mississippi...they still are trying to fathom...

I haven't gone back there in over 11 years, though thought about it many times...I don't think I could handle going back there now...Guess I'll stay in the mountains for a while longer...probably forever.

FReegards,

FMCDH

I remember visiting New York City for the second time in my life with the BGSU Men's Chorus in Spring of 1998. A group of us went up to the top of the Empire State Building to "sing a tag" (Barbershoppers know what I'm talking about and why we did it). I remember taking in the incredible view, and then walking around to the other side and seeing the World Trade Center and thinking "Wow, those people have an even better view!"

A little side story...you all know the superstition about holding your breath as you pass a cemetary, right? We had a bus with about 60 men on it, all singers with good breath support. I don't remember which highway it is, but there's a highway that basically runs right through an ENORMOUS cemetary in the city. To give you an idea of how big it is, only one person was able to hold their breath the entire way on a bus going 65 MPH. (anyone know the name of the cemetary or its exact location?)

Thank you that was quiet a sight. It reminded me of an interview I saw on tv of an emergency room doctor that had been treating the patients that came in from the towers on that day.

He said one lady had seen the tower above her begining to crumble and that she jumped from the ninth floor? Now how can that be? He also said a man had told him that he had been on this observation deck when the plane hit. Maybe these were stories told to the doctor from confused patients in shock that don't remember the details. If not, then I wish we had more details.

He said one lady had seen the tower above her begining to crumble and that she jumped from the ninth floor? Now how can that be?

Did the fire crew use nets?