I stood there looking at the empty Brooklyn Bridge. It was a beautiful Saturday morning, and we arrived at the wedding venue two hours early to avoid any unforeseen delays. But it was not a typical Saturday in New York; it was September 11, 2010. I snapped a picture of an empty and silent Brooklyn Bridge. A few degrees to the left, and I would have gotten a skyline that reminded of a day I don’t want to remember. So here is my “Silent Brooklyn Bridge” to help me not forget.
