I can't believe it has been 10 years since 9/11... I remember going up the World Trade Towers in 1996 on a family holiday to the States and being amazed that, on a clear day, you could actually see the curvature of the earth from those heights. I remember sitting at home in Johannesburg watching the event unfold on that fatal day half way across the globe. But knowing it would change the world as we knew it. I remember moving to New York and moving into a building a block from Ground Zero just before the fourth anniversary and it became real in a different way. I remember the lights shining up from the site every year as a stark reminder of what the city and its people went through. And today, 10 years later, I remember all the brave men, women and children that lost their lives and loved ones.

"And even 9/11 itself has a kind of rightness. No one says “September 11th” anymore as shorthand for that awful day. (To do so, a friend once joked, would be “so September 10th.”) There’s a pleasing, no-nonsense simplicity and precision to the expression — the same effect created by “24/7,” only starker, and with none of the exaggeration. These four syllables are right at the end of language, where words turn into abstraction. Individually, they’re just random, empty numbers, but yoked by that fateful slash they contain volumes. 9/11 — everyone knows what that means, and to say any more would be pointless. Sometimes words fail."
The new
1 World Trade Center (also known as Freedom Tower) lit up in red, white and blue to mark the day