I’m in the midst of writing an article, a sort of retrospective of the time between September 11, 2001 and now.
Doing a little link research, I came across – at archive.org – something I thought I lost. The Voices site. It’s a stripped down version, graphically, but all the words are there.
For those that weren’t around then, or don’t remember, Voices was a project I started in 2002 (and carried on for a year, I think) in which I asked people to share their thoughts and memories of that day, I guess as a catharsis.
I’m so glad it’s all still out there somewhere. My article is about forgetting, and remembering. Reading these stories again has made me remember some of the things I forgot, and feel honored once again to have all these words given to me. So I want to give them back.
(I will, before the 11th, put them on a nice, fresh page)
On September 11 I made a call to the one person who I loved and wanted in my life. Up until that day I had been living a lie. Our 7 year anniversary is in a few days.
Odd, I was just thinking about Voices the other day, and I couldn’t remember what it was called. It was (and still is) one of my favourites out of all your projects, and the pieces are still so poignant, even years later.
I’m glad you’re retrieving it.