Sunday, June 29, 2008
Approaching the Sears Tower R clung to his dad's arm and refused to look up until he was stopped and still on the street corner. "How come?" I wanted to know. "Cause I don't want to tip over," he said squinting into the towering distance, staggering a little.
The force of the building's height on his little boy frame -- the way he devoured it with his eyes, the way he looked dizzy and drunk from it, the way he worried (just a little) that it might fall over on him until his mom reassured him it wouldn't -- I needed to see that. I needed to be reminded how magnificent these things man makes can be.
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Posted by suttonhoo at 5:30 PM