I recall what I was doing exactly 1 week before it happened. On Tuesday the 4th,i had the day off and went to see the comedy "Rat Race" (at the mall that I just finished working at last month).
This is significant to me because the following Tuesday was an entirely different universe. Before 9/11/'01,the biggest news story of the day was M. Jordan retiring,again and other now forgotten stories.
Just hours before,I had called my brother James late,after arriving home from the hotel. I wished him a happy birthday in the 11 O'clock hour.
I awoke sometime after 9am to get ready for a dr.s' appt. only to find my brother Frank out in the living room of our apt. watching the news. It was absolutely the most horrible and devastating thing I (and maybe anyone) had ever seen on live TV.
I recall thinking,"My God,World War 3 has broken out and my brother lets me lay in bed"? (I rarely use the term "M.G." by the way,but gosh wasn't enough for that. )
I sat glued to the Tv and watched the towers go down and the peopel run for their lives. For days after that,like many,I went nowhere. Even work because no one except the current guests were at the hotel. Everything had ground to the eeriest silence I'd ever heard.
I hope we never have to see such horrible things ever again. I thank God that I have my family still, and friends.
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"A knight of the road,going back to a place where he might get warm."  - Borderstone
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