In the weeks following September 11th 2001, there was such fear among Chicagoans that the venerable Sears Tower would be a next terrorist target. I had a consulting client that managed the building and had offices there. For years thereafter, ugly concrete barriers surrounded it, just to pose some defense, even if feeble, against would-be car bomb attackers.
One pleasant autumn afternoon, 13 years later, the world is at peace, at least according to the unspoken message of a steel globe. The tower that could very well represent the heavenward conceit of humankind, and therefore recall Babel, sports a new name.
But it will always be the Sears Tower to me.
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