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I'm a freelance writer living in Northampton, MA, with my husband and two daughters. I write all the livelong day—sometimes for money, sometimes for fun. This is the fun part.

Sep 10

Today. Tomorrow.

Today is September 10. Which means tomorrow is September 11.

A blogger I read fairly regularly, Design Mom, highlighted this book in her blog, which happens to be one we own and love. It’s not really about 9/11 at all — it only mentions in passing that the Twin Towers used to be there, and now are not. It is really the story of the tightrope walker Philippe Petit, and the stunt he pulled on the towers back in the 1970s.

It’s a beautiful book in its own right — a breathtaking story with gorgeous illustrations. But I admit I can never read the opening words without tears springing to my eyes: “Once there were two towers side by side. They were each a quarter of a mile high; one thousand three hundred and forty feet.The tallest buildings in New York City.”

I haven’t yet told my daughters the whole story behind that day. They know the towers fell; they know they fell because planes crashed into them. But nothing more. Add it to the list of things I would just as soon not have to explain. Not just yet.

Fine Print

You like to read? I like to write. I'm a freelance writer living in Northampton, MA, with my husband and two daughters. I write all the livelong day—sometimes for money, sometimes for fun. This is the fun part.

Today. Tomorrow.

You like to read? I like to write.

I'm a freelance writer living in Northampton, MA, with my husband and two daughters. I write all the livelong day—sometimes for money, sometimes for fun. This is the fun part.