This one, courtesy of my mom. I love this photo, which had to be taken around 1976, I think. My only question is, why am I so serious-looking in it?
This photo has been staring at me most of the day today, and I was hesitant to post it, given that today also happens to be the 13th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. But I realized that while I still have trouble looking at photos from the day of the attack, photos like this one, which I took in 1995 or 1996, remind me of just how awed I was at the view from the top of the World Trade Center, and how I remembered thinking that it took an enormous amount of varied talents and skills to design and build a structure that reached for the sky in such a blatant way. When I think of the World Trade Center, this is the picture I try to keep in mind.
On Tuesday, the Little Miss turned three years old. So for Throwback Thursday this week, I thought I’d give everyone something to smile about. Here is the adorable Little Miss about three years ago, one week after she was born.
Back in July 2007, I visited London for a week, after spending the two previous weeks in Italy, Greece, Turkey and Croatia. It was my first trip to London, and I loved the city. One of the more moving events of that trip was my visit to Westminster Abbey, where I stood among the graves of people like Isaac Newton, Charles Darwin, and Henry V (“Harry the King” from Shakespeare’s play.)
Upon leaving the Abbey, I came across the Grave of the Unknown Warrior. Having just finished the section on World War I in Manchester’s biography of Winston Churchill, I feel compelled to repeat it here:
Beneath this stone rest the body
Of a British warrior
Unknown by name or rank
Brought from France to lie among
The most illustrious of the land
And buried here on Armistice Day
11 Nov. 1920, in the presence of
His Majesty King George V
His ministers of state
The chiefs of his forces
And a vast concourse of the nation
Thus are commemorated the many
Multitudes who during the Great
War of 1914-1918 gave the most that
Man can give life itself
For King and country
For loved ones home and Empire
For the sacred cause of justice and
The freedom of the world
They buried him among the kings
Had done good toward God and
I thought I’d go international for Throwback Thursday today, and take you to the ruins of the ancient theater in Miletus, Turkey, where I took a selfie in the 105 ºF heat, in the days before selfies were called selfies.
If you want the full story of that day, you can check out the post I wrote while I was there. (I have been blogging for a long time, folks.)