I was driving home from Pratt via McGuiness Blvd and I saw the twin towers for the last time in person on September 10th 2001.

It was a foggy, rainy night and while heading north I could see them out my left window rising above the clouds very triumphantly over the heavy weather.

I felt really proud. Pride is what I’d always felt when I saw the “two brothers”. I kept driving, blowing proud puffs of cigarette smoke out my window, glancing at them and smiling.

This is the greatest city on earth. I thought to myself

Then it happened, for almost 10-15 seconds the towers were gone. A heavy cloud moved in front of them blocking all their light and volume. I was frozen.

I was extremely tired and when I noticed they weren’t there I did a quick double take, my heart skipped a beat and of course I immediately realized that they were just covered by a very large, low, rain cloud.

But that 15 second gap of visibility felt like an hour.

When they reappeared I thought to myself: Thank God those towers are never going anywhere, ..thank God.