I haven’t seen these pictures in years. In fact, there are only a few people that have actually seen them at all. I took them 10 years ago today with a disposable camera as I fled from the collapsing South World Trade Center Tower. I don’t even have these pictures in my possession anymore. My uncle scanned them in for me and emailed them over yesterday. The order is a little off. The order goes: Top right, Top left, bottom right, bottom left. It was by far and away the worst day of my life, and even though I was fortunate not to have lost anyone close to me, I still have nightmares to this day. Not sure why I’m even posting these now – I don’t really have anything profound to say here. I think what happened 10 years ago has a different meaning for everybody. Just figured I’d share.