View images from the final days for the pit crew at Ground Zero.
These are the men who live with the stink of diesel in their clothes. The men at the controls of bulldozers, grapplers and cranes who for the last eight and half months have worked in The Pit. Ground Zero.
Last night, in a ceremony that was theirs, one for the workers, they started to say goodbye to the place they've worked since September. Through the winter; into spring. Jobs often last that long. Big projects, big buildings, but there's never been a job like the one where the trade towers stood.
The muscling apart of the rebar and rubble, the spark and the smoke of cut metal, and all the while, the search. Slow. Careful. Every day looking for the remains of sons, daughters and colleagues.
