The Pools on the foot prints of World Trade Center are impressive. The loss and absurdity of it all hits you, when you read the names around the South and North Pool. The water falls are bigger than the picture tells, the serenity of the place is empowering. The Memorial Found places white roses on the names of the lost ones whose birthday is in that very day. The must have been around 20 of them that day last Monday. We were trying to remember the name of a man lost from our hometown, Captain of City Fire Department. And this gets the chills up on my arms: we were standing right next to his name while pondering. He was there!