I recently had the extreme pleasure in attending my ex-partner’s retirement party in Brooklyn. My jaw still hurts from all the laughing. Sitting across the table from former bosses and colleagues, reminiscing about days gone by, good times and not so good times. Mostly good times. But I could not help but look at the somewhat matured faces and expanding waistlines and think of those somber and sobering times after September 11th. Long after the public started to get back on track of their daily pre-911 routines the men and women at this dinner trudged on, and are STILL trudging on in keeping us safe.
This is a series of four pictures of the Freedom Tower and it is dedicated to all the men and women who tirelessly continue to keep us safe.
And Good Luck Tony. You ever hear of a salad?! (I should talk!)