On Sept. 9,2001 my wife Valerie & I were sailing out of the NY harbor and I took this photo. It's the last Sunday the towers were standing. Here a poem I published called "Cradling Love" New beginnings are always filled with exciting special pleasures and endless joyful treasures; perpetually found within our cradling love.
Their Last Sunday Erect
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