The atmosphere is so tranquil and really respectful. There is nothing but the sound of nature and whispers (except for a few people who didn't show courtesy).
After walking through the memorial there is a spot to the side which is considered the children's area. There are tiled messages from children that sent in cards for the grieving city. On the other side are tiles of handprints that were sent as gifts.
Inside the museum, there is a timeline of the events leading up to the bombing. You, then, go into a room where you hear a recorded city meeting and then you hear the bomb go off. The lights flicker and then up on a screen the faces of all those who died in the bombing are up. A separate set of doors open and you go through a section that is all about the immediate aftermath of the bombing. There are glasses, children's shoes, coffee cups, and more found in the wreckage. There are interviews of survivors, family members, emergency crew and more. There are telecasts of reports from around the world. There is a section dedicated to the heros who stayed hours to help retrieve victims. Then there is an FBI section that shows how they caught the killer and the accomplice. At the end are individual areas for each victim. It so touching and truly heartbreaking but I really understood what it is to feel pride for the country you live in.


