
(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.” 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. Sisters in NY’s Finest recall losing their NYPD father on 9/11.How 9/11 hero flight attendant Betty Ong identified her plane’s hijackers.9/11 widow describes ‘life after the nightmare’.Firefighters honor legacy of their FDNY parents killed on 9/11.You could smell death in the air.”įollow our 9/11 20th Anniversary coverage here:

There were other people crying with their heads buried, but she was more openly emotional. The woman in the foreground - it was just horror in her reaction. The South Tower collapsed and some people didn’t realize what had happened behind them. I was amazed at the number of people trying to get out of the city. I was crossing the Brooklyn Bridge and I was the only one going into Manhattan everyone else was coming out. “I was living in Brooklyn and my first instinct was to grab my camera and go. Patrick Andrade/Polaris Images Patrick Andrade They don’t realize they’re still in play in the story, that in a few minutes this dust cloud is going to engulf them, too.” The guy’s watch reads 9:45, about 15 minutes before the fall of the first tower. The people in the photo are in shock and awe, trying to comprehend what happened. I was on Broadway, looking west to the engulfed towers. That day we saw the best in humanity but also the worst in humanity. I was 30 then and had only moved to New York less than a year earlier - I’d never even been to lower Manhattan. to shoot a local 13-year-old web designer, but my mom called at 8:22 a.m.

I lived in Jersey City and wasn’t supposed to start my day until 3 p.m. Aristide Economopoulos/The Star-Ledger Aristide Economopoulos 11, 2001, and the days after remember the stories behind the pictures. Photographers who shot some of the most unforgettable images on Sept.
