Thursday, September 11, 2008

Remember the innocent folks...

I was on home time when 9/11 occurred. I will never forget the innocent folks jumping out of the exploding windows of the trade center, falling to their deaths. They left their homes that morning to go to work never imagining what was about to happen to them. I can't go the NYC without being really upset at not seeing those twin towers. I used to work two blocks south of the WTC, at 42 Trinity Place. I attended classes at the World Trade Institute at night in the WTC. I remember sitting there feeling the building sway in the high freezing winds of winter. Everyday, for about four years, I would take the Path train from Jersey City or Hoboken to work. I ate at Windows on the World at the top of the WTC many times. One of my father's best friends, Stan, used to keep a collection of wine at Windows. We would share a bottle when we ate lunch there. Mrs. Grumpy worked right across the river and had a clear view of the towers from her office. We had long since moved away to Florida when terrorists attacked the buildings with civilian airliners. As the aircraft in the photo approaches one of the towers, I can't imagine the terror the innocent passengers on board were experiencing. How so unfair to use them as weapons. They did not deserve to die. And, let's not ever forget the brave victims that were murdered at the Pentagon (both on the ground and in the plane) as well as in the countryside of PA. And all the NYC fire fighters and cops. The person responsible for this, Osama Bin Laden, has somehow managed to avoid capture by the most powerful nation in the world. We have the armies, the planes, the technology and the know how to get him, but it still has not happened. I feel the souls of all who lost their lives on 9/ll still crying, not yet at peace, until everyone responsible for what happened that day is caught and justice is carried out. I have never been back to the WTC site or the place I used to work. There was a Blimpie one block from the WTC I used to stop in every morning for coffee and a bagel. I don't think my old office or the Blimpie is still there. I think they were incinerated that day the towers fell. And, a new WTC has not been built to demonstrate our resolve against terrorism. I remain very sad.