I visited Grand Zero for the first time in 10 years (I was in the US in 2001). Actually I have climbed up to the observation deck of World Trade Center with my parents in the 80s. I remember since there is a picture taken there. I was just too emotional to come back here for the personal reason, my perfect childhood. When I visited there for the second time in December 2011. I could not approach closer but walked around the blocks. It was still filled with smoky and gloomy sorrow. The heavy and inexplicable dense air is still in this space, maybe forever. The grief of everyone including myself, for the loss never goes away. Yet, when I visited there this time, I just didn't remember what it was like in the 80s, which directly relates to my early memories. I was kind of relieved, not finding myself in the old days. Time goes by. I think I can finally move on. Bye bye to my lovely beautiful days of childhood.
Impressive and quiet Trinity Church only close-by.