And The Walls Came Down

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It’s odd that two buildings cast such permanent shadows.   Somewhere there’s a picture of me on the roof of one of them, looking at a tight-rope artist’s signature on the window washing rail.   In this one, taken 8 or 9 years later, I’m standing a bridge watch onboard the USS MacDonough, sailing into New York Harbor for Fleet Week 1989.  And today, those shadows still linger, having changed our entire way of life, from politics to art to our ability to travel unencumbered through our days.

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