Monday, March 17, 2008


This is not the crane that fell. It isn't anywhere near the crane that fell. I have no pictures of the other crane, either before or after the accident. According to a co-worker who lives in the area, along with emergency workers, there were hoards of tourists taking pictures of the tragedy.

While the rescue operation was still going on.

This is not unusual, I suppose, it's happened before, but I think it's a little odd. I'm not above wanting to see but I don't want to get the photo that says, "I was there." If I were a journalist that would be different, to some extent, but I'm not and I don't think I have what it takes for that kind of raw chronicling.

I walked the neighborhood this afternoon while I cleaned up some loose ends from the fraud debacle and I did look to see how the rescue ops were going. The cordoned off area got smaller almost as I watched. They've found everyone now and I think from here on out it's clean up. I didn't take pictures of that, though, I kept to the opposite side of Third Avenue and stayed out of the way of the workers, the way my mom would want.

I did take pictures. Confined myself to St. Patty's day hoopla instead.

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