Clark, Freelance, NY
The experience has changed the way I will look at landscapes and
human life forever. You just take things for granted and it will
never be that way again.
Coughlin, Freelance, NY
Manhattan had been sealed off, all except for the Long Island Rail
Road which had resumed service around 7:30pm that evening. I took
the LIRR in and the E train as far south as it would go in Manhattan,
which was Houston Street. From there I hoofed it for nearly five
miles along South Street, through the financial district, and eventually
to Ground Zero, where I arrived at 1:00 AM. Numerous police agencies
and the National Guard did their best to keep the press out. I used
the darkness of night to move close to the scene without being detected.
My mission was to photograph the scene by first morning's light.
I found a bank ATM/lobby to hide in and catch a few winks before
the 4 AM guard shift changes. When I felt the coast was clear, I
made a break for a payloader across from Ground Zero where I photographed
the search and rescue mission. At daybreak, I moved closer, walking
onto the scene where I stumbled upon several exhausted firefighters
catching a few winks alongside a bombed-out bus in front of Brooks
Brothers, whose windows were blown out. I made numerous images of
the blast site, but this image, to me, shows this indeed was a war
zone, as a result of a terroristic act of war.
Economopoulos, Star-Leger, New Jersey
I had my hands full of water in this bathroom ready to splash my
face when I glanced into the mirror in front of me. What I saw shocked
me. I was all grayish white from head to toe with dark circles around
the eyes from my tears. My dark green shirt was just as grayish
white as my hair, face, that matched the color of my whole discolored
body. I had just outrun a 100 plus story building falling to pieces.
While taking pictures in the lobby at 2 John St., one lady asked
me why I was taking pictures. Because we have to remember this.
We cannot forget," I said.
Staff Photographer, The Record
It was eerie for it to be empty. I never saw it empty before.
It was like a ghost town. Since Tuesday, I've done much, much
better working than not. Sadness and tears are just below the
surface, but don't really affect me as I work. When I'm off, it
really hits. I am constantly hugging my 2-year-old daughter.
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