A twisted girder from the World Trade Center arrives in town to be placed into a memorial. People, mostly cops and firefighters, were going up to the flatbed and in honest reverence reaching out to touch it like the relic I guess it is. I shot that, but my discomfort in the situation came through in the shots, they were no good. Here I tried for a more complicated composition, and think it falls through as well, although it is trying. The enormity of some events just humble me as a creator, and I stumble in my attempts.