I nearly stepped on her as I walked down West Broadway in Lower Manhattan on a fine day with a bright blue sky last April. Had her photo peeled off the wooden fence and floated down to this square of concrete, overlooked and stepped over for years? I tossed the damp page into a nearby trash can and kept walking toward the National September 11 Memorial and Museum. But then just two months later I was in New York with my then-high school senior, visiting colleges. The photocopied missing persons flyers are preserved in panels, black and white, urgently written, not slick and produced like the page that I nearly stepped on a few blocks north.

Source: CNN September 10, 2017 12:56 UTC