Remembering 9/11 five years later....if any of you know me, you know I was caught up in it. It isn't something I like to talk about much. The media frenzy over Year 5 has a 5 Year old knot in my stomach tightening a little harder...sorry if that seems over-dramatic, but it's true. Frankly, I'd rather to have been on the outside of all of it and have the know everyone else has.
I was one of the lucky ones....didn't see people jumping out of the buildings, or didn't attend funerals of anyone I knew....the few people I did know made it out. But working down there, you were always close to someone who was attending a funeral.
The hardest part was going back two weeks later and seeing it everyday. My lungs burned daily as we were about a block away; some people didn't come back. In hindsight, they might have been the smart ones. The air was unbreathable. It took them a month later to clean the dust of my office window.
Anyway, if anyone's interested, I wrote this couple of days after 9/11 as I knew I would forget most of the details:
The below pic was taken upon my return.
And for the record, I'm not one to watch a lot of the movies and specials as it's confusing for me...it's not easy to watch these things that I've been trying to forget. I will, however, watch the CNN pipeline real-time coverage as it was in 2001....it's something everyone else saw, but for those of us there, only saw that night after we got out of Manhattan and arrived home around 10pm covered in ungodly crap.
Remember with me. Bow your heads from the brave ones that ran up the stairs of WTC to save others, to the ones who simply were going to work that day to support their families and never came home.
And thanks for reading.