after grabbing some pizza (i was STARVING, but i could've kept on goin'; i was thrilled to be on the streets of New York) at a local place down a side street--can't remember the name now; that's the problem with blogging about a trip almost 3 months later--and boy, was it ever tasty(!), Andy had to head back to her office. hence, two crazy SAHMs from Utah (not that i'm from Utah; i'll never be FROM Utah!!) were left to venture the SUPER CITY on their own..! i felt intimidated, but oh so excited. we headed back toward the Ground Zero area, since i had a bee in my bonnet about checking out St. Paul's Church. well, a big THANK YOU to Angie (one of Jeanine's scrapbooking friends whom i've met a couple of times) for the recommendation!! i am very grateful we had the opportunity to experience this museum of sorts, dedicated to 9/11...

i think old churches are so beautiful...
as soon as we walked in, i could feel a special vibe...
did you know that George Washington worshiped a time or two at this church??
i think old churches are so beautiful...
as soon as we walked in, i could feel a special vibe...
did you know that George Washington worshiped a time or two at this church??
i was struck with the INTENSITY of seeing these photos, posters, etc. up close and personal. as if 9/11 wasn't real enough for me before. my goodness... how riveting. how heartbreaking.
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