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Secretary Pete Buttigieg: “What I can tell you is that climate change is real. We got to do something about it.”
Republican Congressmember: “This one is called autumn.”
Buttigieg: “I'm sorry, I didn't make out what you said…”
GOP Congressman: “This climate change right now is called autumn.”
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I returned to NYC from my house on Cape Cod less than a week after 9/11. The first thing I did when I got home was race downtown to see the fallen towers. Many of you know this story, but when I got there and raised my camera to my eyes, a police officer approached me, whapped me on my arm, and said, "No photos. It's a crime scene." I realized then that we'd have no historical record of this horrific event if pictures weren't allowed. I had studied a few historical archives at the Library of Congress in D.C., and I knew I had to be the one to create an archive of this seminal moment in my city's - our global - history. Over the next 9 months, I returned to Ground Zero, a.k.a, The Pile, daily (with a few travel exceptions), to photograph the wreckage, light, architecture, and the incredible group of people who were there to excavate, clean up, rake for remains, and help in any way possible. It was a community of remarkable people - a brother and sisterhood - of ironworkers, NYPD, FDNY, Captains, Chaplains, security workers, and politicians. I snuck in daily to photograph and got kicked out daily. It wasn't until I quite literally stumbled into a group of men from the Arson and Explosion Squad, who asked what an older guy like me with a big old camera was doing down there, that I found my way in without fear of being evicted. They all quickly believed in the importance of the photographic record I was attempting to make. They gave me their phone numbers and said to call them if I had any trouble, and they'd bring me back to the site. Eventually, I got an official mayoral badge that granted me easier access to the Pile. In the end, I made over 8,500 pictures. My focus was never on human remains. I wanted to capture the place, the light, the people. I owe so much of this experience and access to my band of brothers from the Arson and Explosion Squad. Here is merely a tiny selection of some of the pictures. Many can be seen, however, at the Museum of the City of N.Y., World Trade Center Memorial Museum, Smithsonian Museum of American History, Library of Congress, and about 500 in my book, Aftermath: World Trade Center Archive.
1. A Worker in a Raking Field searching for human remains, 2002
Lise Klaveness of Norway is a rarity in soccer: a woman leading a national federation. A few weeks into her post she began pointing out her sport’s failures, making powerful enemies. But she’s continuing to speak up.
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Storytime: For years there was a family of kids who would walk to my library. We knew things were rough at home and we tried to create a safe, validating, fun place for them (like so many others.) There were about 8 cousins, siblings, half-sibs, ages 5 to 16. Then lockdown hit.
Judging by the photos of the Trafalgar Square Christmas tree being felled last week in Norway and arriving today, it’s been transported as hand luggage on Ryanair… (Photos @UKinNorway and @danbarker)