Steven finds it all hard to talk about to this day. With him sticking his head and shoulders out his bedroom window, I made this photograph while sticking my body out the living room window and shooting. I wanted to get an image of Steven and the entire crater. The night before was his last night in his apartment. He said his neighborhood was vaporized and he was moving out. Steven lost friends working in the Twin Towers. To see how many people were grieving post-9/11 was numbing. 11, 2001, I was assigned by the Washington Post to shoot Gateway Plaza tenant Steven Kerstein, 55, in his 30th floor Battery Park City apartment overlooking the World Trade Center devastation. It is amazing, see the photo, that Marcy survived the attack and collapse of the towers. A reporter and I met Marcy at her Bayonne, NJ, apartment to hear her story and photograph her. But in 2002, Marcy’s family contacted the to identify the woman in the photo. I didn’t think I would see the woman after that. There wasn’t any time for any interaction, although in the photo she is looking straight into the camera. She paused by some elevators for a second and I took one frame. I was in the lobby about a minute and a woman came in completely covered in dust. I was near an office building and a police officer was pulling people into the lobby to get out of the cloud of dust.
“After the first tower collapsed, there was so much smoke and dust in the air it was like night. (Honda shot the now-famous photo that became known as “Dust Lady” - but, as he pointed out, that lady had a name: Marcy Borders.) I have not seen Armando since that day at his house.”ġ6 Stan Honda/AFP/Getty Images Stan Honda
Turns out, he had been outside the WTC hooking up the hose to the rig when the tower fell. A week later I went to Armando’s home in Whitestone and took a portrait of him with his wife and daughter. As they carried him out, he screamed incredibly loud.
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I said to myself, ‘I am taking this guy’s picture if it is the last thing I do.’ I later learned his name was Armando Reno and he was the driver of his rig. We made a human chain and were pulling debris away as the firefighters were digging one of their guys out. Suddenly, someone called out, ‘Bring the Stokes basket!’ I grabbed that and headed over to the overhead walkway. An ESU cop yelled out to me and another photographer, ‘Hey you! Media! If you’re gonna be here, you have to work! You can take all the pictures you want, but you have to work.’ So we started working - unloading saws, axes and that sort of stuff from a fire truck. “I was at Ground Zero, hours after the attacks.
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