On Tuesday, November 27th, 2001 at approximately 8:20 in the evening I found this tattered ticket lying on the sidewalk on West Fourteenth Street, Manhattan, several blocks east of the Hudson River. It was dated August 14th, 2001, 4:07 AM -- my father's birthday. I don't know if someone was cleaning out their truck and happened to throw this item onto the street or whether it blasted out of the World Trade Center Truck Dock on Tuesday, September 11th and took exactly 11 weeks to travel from rooftop to rooftop until it landed in the spot where I found it. I was convinced it was the latter. It was an artifact that had witnessed the actual event and for me it had incalculable power. I took it home and put it in a place of honor on my desk where I could gaze upon it and reflect. On Monday, January 28th, 2002 I decided it needed to be put on the website. As my scanner had broken I took it to a nearby computer rental station, scanned it to a disk and returned home. A few days later I realized I no longer had the ticket. I had left it on the scanner. I went back to the computer rental place. They had inadvertently thrown it out. The scan is all that remains. Dust to dust. Perhaps it is better that way. It was, after all, a dubious personal link to that horrible day.