1676.pjpegAround 1984, I took a trip to New York City from Los Angeles. My brother, Paul, was then in high school. I wrote him this post card describing the Twin Towers, but for some reason I never mailed it. Paul now works as a film editor in L.A. and New York City. On September 11, 2001, he was in New York. As his family tried anxiously to reach him, Paul sat in a NYC taxi cab. He got through on his cell phone to say that the towers were falling. He and his co-worker then began a slow trek across several states, by car, bus and plane. Days after his return to California, I happened upon the post card. Now I can finally deliver it to him! We're so thankful he made it home.