I think this is a really haunting image of our modern age. It was taken on that terrible day, 9/11. A man plummets to his death rather than burn to it. An act of acceptance and bravery like no other, with a terrible undercurrent of his lack of choice. Death by falling or fire? Hardly something we would like to faced with. As a photographer, to achieve a photo a quarter as captivating as this would be a lifelong ambition. The air of serenity that it carries is beautiful and horrible. This man has been identified and it must be a relief to his family that he clasped at this last chance of courage in his final moments. I would hope I could do the same, decide to take my life instead of letting terrorists take it, but I’m not so sure I could.