I think that people will always remember where they were on September 11th; the same way that people remember where they were when man landed on the moon and when Kennedy was shot....

It is strange the circumstances that God puts you in.

I was on my way to a business meeting downtown on Broadway a few blocks south of wall. The 4 train stopped
prior to entering the brooklyn bridge station. Even underground we knew what was happening up above- the first plane hitting, then the second, then the attack on the pentagon then the collapse of the two towers.

We exited the subway by walking through a series of trains. When we came out half the sky was filled with smoke. They were setting up what looked an emergency medical center outside the couthouses.

What I remember most about that day was the kindness of strangers. The people who came up to comfort others, the businesses that opened up their offices to the public to let others make telephone calls to their loved ones, who brought down their water coolers to the street to give relief to those walking home.

Within 24 hours the hospitals were turning away blood donations they had so much. It seemed like the whole city made sandwichs for the firemen and volunteers, gave clothes, cheered them on.

What I hope I will remember is not the pain I feel and felt when I think about the city I have loved for so long was attacked. I think I will remember what made this country and city great.....the people who reached out to others who were in pain and difficulty.

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