We each have our own point of view.
Meh.
That steel is no different than scrap steel in a junkyard or demolition site.
The only thing that set it apart was how it was twisted.
The fire truck that was crushed, or certain personal artifacts, or that large fork latticework are all instantly recognizable for what they are. They have more personality than a generic piece of composite steel beam.
Point being, if I were to go to a demolition site, grab s similar sized chunk of steel, and put it in a park, the "instantly recognizable" piece would be mistaken for WTC material. Other things, like the aforementioned fire truck would not be easily replaced by another fire truck you crushed and put in a museum....
*shrug*
We each have our own point of view.
I know.
I am not trying to hammer things in or call anybody wrong. As a structural engineer, however, I have seen most of these remnants as often as I have seen trees.
Well, maybe not THAT often.
I, myself, have a broken bolt shaft from one of the buildings in a plastic baggie in my office. Nothing really interesting about it at all, except that was something I picked up while walking through the wreckage only a few days later. the object is not what was important, only my memory.
Now, for a MEMORIAL, it is usually good to not only allow those that were there to remember, but to transfer that memory to the next generation. I was not in WWII, and not alive for most of VietNam, but somehow the VWM and the USS Arizona memorials are enough to impart those memories on me....
To each their own.....
I have a piece of foam that I think must have been coating for one of the beams in my own little plastic bag.
Heh, my Grandpa (RIP) and I used to gather bits of WWII era shrapnel left from fierce battles against the Nazis, as we tilled our garden in Russia. To us, it was a living reminder of the carnage and slaughter that took place literally in our own backyard, remnants of the greatest war ever fought in the history of mankind. But without knowing their origin, they look like average pieces of rusty metal junk. It's fascinating how much power human memory gives to otherwise ordinary objects.
One of my favorite things about East Berlin was seeing the bullet holes left in the stone structures. It brings the battle back to life.
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