On September 22, 2002, I decided to finally return to Ground Zero and see the change for myself, and to retrace my footsteps of that fateful day
I had not been back, since December or January, shortly after my old apartment building was finally reopened. (I had moved away after 9/11, but I couldn't get my belongings until well into December).
This is the angle from my old apartment which looked straight up the South tower. Many of my photographs before and on 9/11/01 were taken at this angle. The vast blue sky is sadly empty in comparison.
See this block, right after the first plane hit, when debris was falling everywhere (I got hit by a little burning piece), here.