The New York Times’ Portraits of Grief remind us, with photos and short biographies, just how much we lost.
From Daily Kos, absolutely wrenching, THIS is What 9/11 Felt Like:
Suddenly, we are watching the first tower collapse upon itself. I used to work Downtown, and I know lower Manhattan like the back of my hand. I try to imagine what could be happening to the people who are outside the towers, and how far the collapsed tower would have fallen on the city blocks around it. Then, I get a call from a neighbor who tells me not to worry about my husband, who is at the ferry on lower Manhattan, trying to get to his car on the New Jersey side. I continue to watch the television, as the second tower collapses. My babysitter’s daughter calls now, crying; she doesn’t know where her husband is, so I tell my babysitter to go home. She leaves, and suddenly, I hear jets scrambling directly over my house. For a moment, I think it may be a nuclear attack, because they are so fast, and so loud. I grab my two-year-old, and rush for the basement, thinking about my other two children just two blocks away. I sit under a doorway downstairs, try to calm my child, and pray.
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