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A member of this group asked me to reprint a small piece of one of my books on angels. She thought it might be appropriate in honor of Pope Benedict XVI’s visit to New York this week. I write books on angels and miracles, and this clip was taken from In the Arms of Angels (LOyola Press)
A week after the World Trade Center explosions, word circulated that a trumpeter was playing at Ground Zero. A well-known photographer went to see for himself. In the eerie quiet of lower Manhattan, he could hear the notes as he approached a barricade. “The trumpeter stood in this urban canyon, illuminated by shafts of light caused by the smoke and dust, ” the witness reportedly told others. Who was he? In a place of such intense security, how could a lone musician be allowed behind police lines? Looking through his lens, framing the unlikely stranger amid the rays, the photographer realized that this was the photo of a lifetime. “But I couldn’t depress the shutter,” he said. He lowered the camera in defeat.
His colleagues reported the same phenomenon. Apparently no one could snap a picture. “Maybe he’s an angel,” one suggested.
Mark Judelson, Executive Director of the Arts Council of Rockland, was struck by this event, and has written and performed a mini-play about it. “I think the trumpeter was the Angel Gabriel,” he says today. “With his music, he blessed this site of carnage, and taught us to accept loss.”
A week after the World Trade Center explosions, word circulated that a trumpeter was playing at Ground Zero. A well-known photographer went to see for himself. In the eerie quiet of lower Manhattan, he could hear the notes as he approached a barricade. “The trumpeter stood in this urban canyon, illuminated by shafts of light caused by the smoke and dust, ” the witness reportedly told others. Who was he? In a place of such intense security, how could a lone musician be allowed behind police lines? Looking through his lens, framing the unlikely stranger amid the rays, the photographer realized that this was the photo of a lifetime. “But I couldn’t depress the shutter,” he said. He lowered the camera in defeat.
His colleagues reported the same phenomenon. Apparently no one could snap a picture. “Maybe he’s an angel,” one suggested.
Mark Judelson, Executive Director of the Arts Council of Rockland, was struck by this event, and has written and performed a mini-play about it. “I think the trumpeter was the Angel Gabriel,” he says today. “With his music, he blessed this site of carnage, and taught us to accept loss.”