After reading "Ground Zero" and "The Way to Rainy Mountain", I can see many things that are the same and that are different in each essay.  They both give you the feeling as if you were actually there in the settings they portray. The feeling is almost as if you were walking through the experience with each of the authors and logging it into your own memory of something you've experienced.  They both have a figure of great symbolism and honor in their writings.  In "Ground Zero" the absence of the object holds great reverence and intrigue for everyone who comes to see it, yet there is a sort of disdain or disgust for those who live in the iron jungle that the great tragity happend.  In "The Way to Rainy Mountain" the mountain and the authors grandmother are both held in a certain reverance comparable to ground zero, yet it was more of a spiritual or joyful reverence rather then remembering the great tragity of a nation. The grandmother's history is so rich and vibrant in this essay it gives you a more personal connection which intrigues you more in what the author has to say.  In conclusion both give you a sentimental feeling that makes the reader feel like as if its being read just for them to read.