This past weekend, the New York Philharmonic gave a concert as part of the City's observances of the 10th anniversary of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center. As a survivor, I was able to get a reserved ticket, and went to remember the three members of my extended family killed there that day.

I had planned to wear my NYC tartan, which was created as a gift to the City by the Scottish Weavers Association. It was too hot and muggy, however, to be comfortable in it. So I wasn't going to wear a kilt, until I found my kilt in the American Bicentennial tartan, which had been crafted by Matt Newsome. It was a 13 oz. box pleat, and turned out to be both patriotic and the right weight for the weather.

I am in the Lincoln Center Plaza before the concert. Behind me you can see the Metropolitan Opera House and the jumbo screen which broadcast the performance to those who could not get tickets for the concert.



After the concert



A rear view, with the box pleats visible (hopefully)



After the concert, I came across this piece, which summed up my mood and spoke to me of caring