A view of lower Manhattan from the Brooklyn Heights Promonade. (Sept. 14, 2001) After being stuck on a business trip in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, I could not get a flight back to new York. Instead of waiting for the airlines to book me on a flight, I drove home. The drive was 1000 miles (1610 Kilometers). The drive started at 0400 and ended the same day at 2300. I drove this distance straight through with only bathroom breaks. I was very tired and I wanted to make it back to my apartment in Brooklyn. Once I got to Brooklyn, I grabbed my camera and ran down to the Brooklyn Heights Promenade. There were hundreds and hundreds of people on the promenade. Usually, there are only 50 or so people walking around. You can see the place where the WTC once stood and in its place was this very white smoke lit up by the construction lights. There were many people crying and holding each other. Some had pictures of people they lost or were missing. There were candles everywhere along with pictures and banners from members of the community. This went on for weeks. For some it was a way to cope with the loss and stress of the event.