Me atop WTC
This photo is from the first time I was in New York City, in late August 1991. I had always dreamed about going to the Big Apple, and one of the main reasons was because I’ve always loved skyscrapers, of which the World Trade Center was the undisputed King and Queen.
So, I just HAD to go to the top of the WTC, and my sister Dedee was game. I remember on the elevator ride to the top, I heard several different languages being spoken, and I thought, „New York City MUST be the center of the world!“ I felt SO worldly, and connected to the various rich cultures all over the Earth…
