4 20 632 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Jeff Knorek <jknorek@mail.msen.com> shared: > > http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A28620-2001Sep14.html > maintaining an open society has consequences such as leaving us vulnerable to events like Tuesday's industrial sabotage. it also requires us to protect rights of expression - by allowing anybody to say whatever they want, stupid ideas become self-extinguishing once subjected to critical evaluation by an informed public. of course some of the less informed members of the public do get attracted to some of these notions along the way ... even worse than Falwell and Robertson was the hate radio I picked up briefly while driving to Parkersburg WV on Wednesday, see http://www.ksfo560.com/goout.asp?u=http://www.thepaulreveresociety.com BTW Ralph Neas (cited in the wash. post article) ran for congress in our district a year ago. September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. 16-Sep-01 05:57 EST September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Jeff Knorek <jknorek@mail.msen.com> September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. george paine <george@pacerfarm.org> September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. carol furnee <tokira@aol.com>, Bob Dise <bobdise@earthlink.net), charlie murphy <cbakehead@yahoo.com> September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. re: Slithering in their own words Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email880.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. I was quite moved by Frank Kehl's letter. This is indeed an enormous tragedy. I live in the New York University Housing on 100 Bleecker Street on the 27th Floor looking south. I am a professor of linguistics. I have an unobstructed view from New Jersey to Brooklyn, and watch planes land at Newark and Kennedy. If the pilot had missed the world trade center, he would have been in my living room. I heard the boom, and it knocked over a lamp near my window. Shrapnel hit my window. I thought a plane had broken the sonic barrier and knocked the antenna off the roof. I looked over and saw the hole in the WTC and saw the flames. While we watched the burning building (some friends, students, faculty, etc. came by) the second plane hit. We did not see the plane and thought it was an explosion. The fire spread lower and lower through the WTC building, probably as the jet fuel ran out. Flames came out of every window in both buildings on all sides. The planes hit one building about 1/3 way from the top, the other about 1/4 way from the top. Descent for those above in the WTC was impossible since all floors near the impact were aflame. People went to the roof and, after 20 minutes or so of increasing heat, jumped off - frequently in pairs holding hands. I saw no jumping triples. My Thayer School engineering training came back, and I realized that with that intensity of heat in a building in which the steel girders were insulated with asbestos, it had to collapse within one hour. I called the fire department, police, etc. and told them the building was guaranteed to collapse. I was told that 911 was only for emergencies, and I should call somewhere else. After about 40 minutes, as I saw (I have telescopes, binoculars, etc.) the top segment of the building listing about 3 degrees, I left my apartment and went out to walk in the street. Buildings collapse if they list more than 3 degrees. As I walked down Bleecker Street, people gasped as the building collapsed. Like Lord Jim, my imagination surpasses any reality. I should have stayed and watched. I did for the second tower. It was easier on me. I bought some milk, water, beans, etc. and went back to the apartment. We watched the second building, and I noticed it was more than 3 degrees, but as the telescope revealed, that was because the beams were buckling on both sides. A building like the WTC does not 'break off in the middle' and fall like a tree. Rather, each floor can support a certain amount of weight, and the floors above are supported by the steel girders. If a top floor collapses onto a lower floor, it must collapse onto the floor below, etc., etc., etc. And the building implodes. All of the people that were in the WTC building are squished into a sort of accordion structure between floors constructed of reinforced concrete. The steel beams flexed like rubber to allow the building to collapse, but they are certain to become rigid when cooled, thereby locking any trapped victims between the immediately adjacent floors As each building imploded, an immense amount of burning kerosene, Molten aluminum, white hot steel, cement heated into dust, and sundry smoldering flammables spread out in an inverted mushroom cloud - inverted in that it spread along the earth, and unlike an atom bomb did not spread out above. As each building imploded, this burning cloud of asbestos laden dust spread out from river to river and as high as the original erect World Trade Centers. I imagine that most of the deaths of the rescue workers came from being enveloped in this thousand degree dust cloud. On one ambulance caught up in the cloud, all of the paint was burned off of one side, according to one radio report. I have never in my English speaking life owned a television set. The goal of the media is to make the world palatable, not comprehensible. I only own a TV in France or Germany, mainly to learn the language. I even watch French and German soap operas to learn basic 'hello, good-bye' type stuff, and of course, the curse words and their tidy use in proper social situations. English speaking TV is abominable. The only thing worth watching are the commercials, and even those are not very good. The news is intolerable. My friends who have watched the WTC collapse on TV do not grasp the Hiroshima-like horror. I heeded the call for blood, and began to walk towards the hospital, about a distance from Tuck/Thayer school to the Dartmouth Gym. Freshly showered and in a crisp new white pressed button-down shirt, I arrive at 6th avenue and Houston Street, where I see hundreds of men and women of all ages walking towards the hospital. Badly burned, clothes torn and shredded, bleeding, some with (I am not a doctor) apparently broken or dislocated limbs, they are dragging themselves towards the hospital. One 17-19 year old boy I tried to help did not seem to even know that I was trying to help him, or perhaps even, that I was there. He was waving his arms trying to keep people away. From his jargon, I think he had been trampled in a stairway. Crisply and cleanly shirted and powered by newly shined shoes I walked faster than most towards the hospital. Different than I expected. They had the 'sick' people on the sidewalk, and the 'sicker' people were steered off towards something else outside, maybe a truck. Only the 'sickest' people got in. Some advice: If you are ever in such a situation, no matter what your ailment is (broken ribs, crushed whatever)be certain to cut your forehead (with a found shard perhaps) and bleed all over your head and shirt. This will guarantee you get inside the hospital. There were about 500 people ahead of me donating blood, and they parsed the line. They seemed to want O type, which isn't me. So I will go back tomorrow. Many of the severely injured people at the hospital seemed to be NYC officials (fire, police, etc.) that were trapped in the collapse of the World Trade Center. The blazing hot inverted mushroom cloud burned off their clothes and damaged their lungs and eyes. Back home, I looked towards Brooklyn and saw thousands and thousands of people on each of the major bridges (Brooklyn, Manhattan, and Williamsburg) walking out of Manhattan. It was like a hundred marathons, except that everyone was walking slowly. No one seemed to be carrying anything (remember I have an astronomical telescope that can see Jupiter's moons and canyons on our moon). They left Manhattan empty handed, at most, helping some friend to leave. In my life I have never seen anything as moving as this immense exodus of bobbing human heads (they were shoulder to shoulder, back to belly) slowly groping their way across the bridges. It appeared that no one had a laptop. I was feeding my daughter supper when the third building collapsed (only 50 stories or so). It seems to be (or was) a telephone central, since when it went down my building fire alarm went off, my lights flickered, and my internet connection died. After supper, I walked around and saw no more burned, bleeding, Crippled people dragging themselves towards the overloaded St. Vincent's Hospital. Only young couples out on hot dates, each on a cell phone talking to someone they presumably would rather be out with. So. What moved me to write this letter. Well, my intention was tomorrow to jump in my car with my daughters and go to our farm in New Jersey to avoid the mind boggling amount of asbestos that must be floating in the air. (At one time in the 70's - having studied with Noam Chomsky - I was a protestor of sorts, and vigorously protested the spraying of asbestos as fireproofing on steel girder buildings. The WTC were asbestos insulated.) If you live in NYC, particularly Brooklyn where all the smoke went, buy a mask. Avoid the 'gray dust'. But now I might not be able to leave. On Houston Street, 27 floors below my window, I see enormous numbers of trucks (300?) lined up blocking my driveway. They are from out of state (Conn., NJ, etc.), the National Guard, and various carting companies owned by people whose names end in a vowel. Many of the trucks are empty. Some are huge - like they could carry a tank - but empty. A small number of beat up old trucks are full of lumber, or I thought they were. I went down to ask when the street would be open so I could get my hot 1989 Volvo Station Wagon out of the driveway to speed my family towards the supernatural ecstasy of rural New Jersey. Anytime, it turns out. All streets are blocked below 14th street, but residents can get a pass to escape. I asked what they were going to build with the lumber I saw neatly stacked in the beat up old trucks. After a bit of a confused discussions (I contributing all the confusion since I saw the trucks from my professorial ivory tower), it turned out that the trucks do not have lumber, they have small, narrow pine coffins into which one apparently places the body bags. Well, the joke was on me. People who know where I live have been calling me all night. My feeling is that the TV has made the situation politically palatable so it can fall into the mainstream database and be manipulated into endlessly repeated segments of Hollywood titbits - 15 second plane crashes, 13 second building collapses, etc. My guess is that the same TV newscasters that present this unspeakable situation will be back in another year telling us that there is a plan to evacuate New York City in eight hours if the Hudson River Nuclear Power Plant blows up. Or that a nuclear war isn't really that bad if you prepare for it beforehand and remember to stick your head between your legs at the moment of nuclear detonation. For me, there were many moving experiences. I was impressed that the blood donation center had more donators than it could handle. The line contained people of all walks of life, all ages, races, religions, genders, and social classes. There were even tourists in the line. I will never forget the tens of thousands of bobbing heads stumbling across the East River bridges. Or, the dazzled tattered bleeding blackened crowd walking north from the scene up Broadway, Green, Mercer, 6th Avenue... - that was moving. But above and beyond everything, the one thing I will never forget to my dying day, is the view of the people on the roof and higher floors of the World Trade Center lined up in the windows and on railings. You cannot see their expressions, but it is amazing what a 40-power telescope reveals. They often huddled, probably talked about their chances, and sometimes went back into the building, or maybe, just laid on the floor. But then, some went to the edge, and jumped. Some jumped in pairs, holding hands. I doubt if they were married or lovers. I think it was just two people, alone, desperate, black, white, oriental, who cares - the telescope looking through the heat waves and smoke didn't allow me to distinguish age and race. They would just pair up and jump. I have thought all day about this. If I were on the roof, and I saw flames on all sides of the building, I would almost certainly jump rather than fry. And if I saw another trembling human alongside of me, I would be much happier holding their hand, and jumping as a pair. Somehow to jump as half of a pair, even if the other half is an ad hoc recent acquaintance, seems to me an infinitely more human way to pass on to the next step, than to take the next step alone. I would wait to the next life to explain to my wife why I held the hand of a strange woman, or to Senator Helms, if my other half were a man. September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Tuesday, September 11, 2001, 11:37 pm September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Dartmouth, class of 1962 listserve September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Ray C. Dougherty September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. A singular tragedy Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email1057.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Hi Jim, I'm fine. Was in my apt getting ready for work when it all happened (I'm glad I'm a late one!). Back to work today. I feel kind of numb. When I go outside I feel on the verge of tears but haven't been able to cry yet. The guy in the cubicle next to me lived on West Street and thinks his apt is gone. Thanks for your concern. Christine --- Jim wrote: Christine, Please tell me you are all right. Jim September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. 12/13/2001 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Jim Sparrow <jsparrow@gmu.edu> September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. "C. Vincent" <vchristi@yahoo.com> September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Re: are you okay? Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email47.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Hi there -- I am so lucky and feel profoundly grateful to be alive. I am sending this general e-mail that may be redundant to some, but will be news to those I have not been able to contact. You are all very important to me, so please understand if I have not been able to get a hold of everyone. I was on Singapore Airlines Flight #36 from Amsterdam to Chicago when the unfortunate events unfolded. We had just entered Canadian airspace when the hijackings occurred. We were told that we were being diverted to Toronto, but did not find out what was going on until a Dutch press junket coming to Chicago for the Van Gogh exhibition used airphones to call home. When we arrived in Toronto, we waited for our luggage for three hours. Our bags were x-rayed one by one. We had no clear idea what was going on until about 4:00 Eastern time. Singapore Airlines did a fantastic job taking care of us, and we were very lucky to be one of the first flights to make it safely to Toronto. They put us up in the Marriott and covered ALL of our expenses, including a large phone bill. Fly Singapore whenever you can, they really put our interests above the interest of their bottom line. I arrived safe and sound in Chicago at 7:00 from Toronto. It was a very long day and I am very tired. We arrived at the airport at 10 AM. It took two hours to get through security, and we waited at the gate until 6:30 to be cleared for takeoff. John's Swissair flight turned around over Greenland and he has been in Zurich ever since. He will hopefully return as soon as flights resume. I will send more news when I find something out. I am glad everyone is safe, and if any of you that are in New York or D.C. need assistance of ANY kind, please let me know. Condolences to all that are affected by this tragedy. Love to all, Jeffrey September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. 9/14/2001 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. jtadman76@mac.com September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Home Safe and Sound Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Sent: Tuesday, September 11, 2001 3:25 PM Let me know if you are okay, what is happening there? Nina Sent: Tuesday, September 11, 2001 7:16 PM Hi sweetie, I'm fine. Unbelieveable day. I actually was very very close, arriving at the Chambers St. subway stop at 9:10 am to be only about 8 blocks north of the bldgs. I saw the damaged bldgs, and could barely look. I watched the smoke and flames as I walked terrified north a few blocks to where I had a meeting. At one point, I actually saw a body flying through the air from one of the bldgs. Then I walked all the way home to 111 st with my friend and colleague. 3-4 hours feeling like a refugee looking back at the place where the bldgs once stood. now only smoke. I'm exhausted, just watching TV for hours. The kids are fine. I wasn't sure where Anton was for a few hours since he was trying to make his way to school. Everyone's fine. This is just unbelievable. NY is eerie. We went out and ate in a cafe. Just terrible. Thanks for writing, I miss you, Andrea. Sent: Thursday, September 13, 2001 10:43 AM Dear Ange, I wish I was with you. How are your kids? Did you get through to Isa? How is Anton coping? Zak? Gerry? Wally? I am home. I tried calling but couldn't get through. Love, neen Sent: Thursday, September 13, 2001 11:02 AM We're fine. It's just unbelievable. Everyone is fine. For many hours on tues I didn't know where Anton was (his school is close to Houston) but finally heard from him. Of course, it didn't occur to him that I'd be worried. I'm at work now -- across the street from Empire state which I'm not crazy about. But we're ll trying to deal with it. Things will be so different in this city. It's screwing up everything and will do so for a very long time. Much as I hate to say it, Giuliani has done a magnificent job of reassuring NYers and taking charge. (Unlike our great Pres who only managed to quote the scriptures...) But the subways down there will need to be rebuilt, not to mention everything above ground. They actually have to try to find thousands of bodies. It's unbelievable. So aside from the shock I'm ok. It's so very sad and just beginning to sink in. The four of us went out to dinner and we talked a lot to the kids. Isa is wanting to be understanding even of the terrorists -- I think kind of overcompensating because some friends sound like young macho boys -- so it's complicated. I had to reassure her that it is appropriate to be angry and even hate those who did this as long as one isn't extending it to all people of Islamic faith or of a certain nationality. Isa was also very upset the first day and a friend was saying that we who grew up in the 60s had our young lives filled with the trauma of assasinations and a war. Our kids havn't had that which makes this even harder. No prep for anything like this happeining here. Anyway, I should get back to work. Thanks so much for staying in touch, Love andrea September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Sept 11 - Sept 13 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Are you okay? Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email24.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. I still can't even begin to fathom yesterday.... As some of you know, I live practically within spitting distance of the Pentagon. I had a late start to my day Tuesday morning and was just getting out of bed when I turned on the news and saw the 2nd plane hit the WTC as it was happening. Since then I've been in some sort of parallel plane of reality. Doesn't seem real... Anyway as I was about to head out the door to work, my entire apartment shook and I heard a thundering boom outside. I quickly flipped the T.V. on to find that the Pentagon was struck. Phones went down and I panicked. Thick clouds of smoke began to creep into the air outside. I figured my office was a safer place to be than my apartment since it's a bit farther away from D.C. and the Pentagon so I quickly jumped in the car and made my way to work. I walked into an office full of eyes glued to our T.V. As we sat there hearing our boss tell us to go home or wherever we deem a safe place, we saw tower #2 of the WTC crumble as it happened. Then the phones came back on and I received about a billion phone calls asking if I was ok. As I spoke to my mother I learned that my step cousin was in the Pentagon at the time of the crash, but luckily he was on the other side of the building and is fine....albeit a tad shaken. A friend of mine has (had) a brother on the plane that was taken over by terrorists and crashed in Pennsylvania. He's been reduced to a sobbing pile of tears and flesh.... It's been a terrifying 24+ hours. It still doesn't seem real. I don't know why everyone is at work today. Nobody can think straight or concentrate for more than 5 seconds. I think the only thing that scares me more than what happened yesterday is what the U.S. is going to do in retaliation. -Ben Corrine Russell <corruss@hotmail.com> wrote: So, how are things holding up in your neck of the woods? I think that I just need to write this out and send it into cyberspace, so please bear with me. Things are crazy here at JMU. Most classes were cancelled yesterday, and all of them today (well, the one I've been to) are hour-long sessions on the current "situation". So many people seem to refuse to call it what it was - an Attack. But anyway, I didn't know about it until about 10:05 yesterday. I went to eat breakfast at one of our cafeterias, and as I was disposing of my tray I saw about 10 people standing by the TV. I walked over in time to see that the 1st tower had fallen. CNN was on for a bit more, went to commercial, and then the 2nd tower fell. I sat there in our little cafeteria lounge for 2 and a half hours fearing that someone I knew and cared about would be in the next place hit. The crowd remained stable at about 25 people, reactions ranging from mute disbelief, to horror, to red-faced fist banging. I went back to my dorm and continued my TV vigil with five others. I didn't go to my "Peoples of Sub-Saharan Africa" lecture, but I was told that the professor came in crying, said that she didn't want to be there, and told everyone to disperse. We all ventured out for dinner at the same time, and the students all kind of walked around in a daze. Some would stop mid-stride and just look at the ground; some seemed to not want to acknowledge that anything had changed from the day before. Others talked of retribution. Most wished that the towers could reappear and the Pentagon become whole by the time we woke up the next morning. Random people have asked me where I'm from. The pastry bar lady at breakfast today did, and I told her Northern VA. I told her how my uncle Randy had been doing construction around the Pentagon when the plane crashed, how my dad heard it coming in and felt our apartment building shake, and how my mom's family's company sent in cranes to help with the rescue effort. She said that it was such a shame - so many students here are from Northern VA, NY, or NJ. I said, "Yeah - and I know kids that lost multiple friends in the tower collapses. This one guy down the hall from me has an uncle that was in the 1st fire-fighting team to go into the towers. They were called back but didn't come back quickly enough, so another team was sent in to get them. The 1st team made it out before the collapse. The 2nd didn't." We had a candle-light vigil last night - about 2,500 people showed up. Students were invited to come up and speak, and I did. It was mostly about how we - my generation - must bear the brunt of whatever is to come. How we, and our peers, will be the ones fighting and dying in the most amorphous, ambiguous, ugly war in at least modern history if it comes to that, and how we must be the ones screaming for peace if there is to be any. I said that the youth of America will be forced to grow-up quickly if this escalates, and I hoped that in securing our freedom we don't lose our country's soul. Today people that I don't know have come up to me and told me what a great speech it was. I told them that I wish that I hadn't had to make it. Corri ------------------- The more we learn, the more we are, or ought to be, dumbfounded. -Lewis Thomas September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Wed, 12 Sep 2001 07:40:27 -0700 (PDT) September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Corrine Russell <corruss@hotmail.com>, brussell328@yahoo.com, EmpressAdia@aol.com, smylx3@teleport.com, AutmnSnst@aol.com, FaeriesVA@aol.com, davewelch21@hotmail.com, EZR113@aol.com, girlie091785@aol.com, GRuss90330@aol.com, gmahontas@msn.com, Mimi10 September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. brussell328@yahoo.com September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Re: Yesterday Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email622.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Hi All, As you probably have all heard now. Both WTC towers has collapsed after two hijacked planes (one 767, other possible 757) crashed into the towers. I was in the gym underneath my apartment building in midtown Manhattan and not in any danger. Phone lines seem to be all jammed right now so if you want to contact me, use the internet. I will be online most of the day as I can't obviously go to work (DB office is right next door and Netik is just a few blocks away). Use email, either ICQ or Yahoo Messenger to keep in touch. Regards, Alex Hung September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Sept. 11 11:34 AM September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Friends, I am ok in NYC Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email327.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. -----Original Message----- From: Claudine Nicholson [mailto:CNicholson@integerdenver.com] Sent: Tuesday, September 11, 2001 10:38 AM To: Mom Subject: I can't through on the phone what is happening there? Are you going home? I hear bridges and tunnels are closed? write me if you can... CN On Tuesday, September 11, 2001, Nicholson, Barbara BNicholson@wbklaw.com> wrote: Hi, sweetie, I can't get out by telephone, either land or cell. I'm still in the office and probably stay here because everyone else is leaving town and it will be a mess. We are all glued to the TV. I should have stayed home today, I was late, anyway. But, here I am. Capitol Hill has been evacuated, the White House has been evacuated, the Pentagon has been evacuated, there's a fire on the Mall, subway is closed, all air traffic is non-existent, this is terrible. I will let you know what I'm doing, love, MOB September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. September 11, 2001 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Mom September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Claudine Nicholson September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. I can't get through on the phone Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email585.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. Status The process status of this item. approved Consent Whether September 11 Digital Archive has permission to possess this item. full Posting Whether the contributor gave permission to post this item. yes Copyright Whether the contributor holds copyright to this item. yes Source The source of this item. born-digital Media Type The media type of this item. email Created by Author Whether the author created this item. unknown Described by Author Whether the description of this item was submitted by the author. yes Date Entered The date this item was entered into the archive. 2002-08-23 IP Address The IP address of the device used to submit the item. 65.114.224.250 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. From: Steven Suiter Sent: Wednesday, September 12, 2001 3:34 PM To: Cc: Subject: Solidarity in Love... Hello my fellow Americans, First of all we just want to share our grief of what happened yesterday. I am so proud of America, The freedom, the strength, the authentic love for the human person. I personally resolve to become even a better person, with, more love and more respect for life. I vow to never allow another 4th of July to pass without acknowledging ALL the people who spilled their blood for Freedom. I pray for peace. Peace for the victims, the families, all America, and the whole world who are in solidarity with you during this time of healing. Great Peace in Christ, & God Bless America Steven Suiter September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Wednesday, September 12, 2001 3:34 PM September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Solidarity in Love... Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Yes, I know how you feel -- I have not been able to get through to my NYC friend but I did call her mom's house in my hometown and talked to her brother, who told me she had managed to call and she's OK and so is her son, and her brother was the one who told me that she had seen the first plane as it went over. Hopefully I will get thru to her later but it appears all the lines are full or down. I hope you are able to locate your friends soon. Thanks for your good thoughts -- they are appreciated. Kathleen On Tue, 11 Sep 2001 11:51:52 -0700 "Evelyn Jerome" <evelyn_jerome@hotmail.com> writes: >Kathleen -- > >I am glad to hear you are ok. Please know I'm thinking about you and >all my >DC and NY friends right now -- I have 2 NY friends who are unaccounted >for >and it's really alarming. > >I will write more later -- keep your spirits up and whatever you do, >be >careful. > >Love and thoughts, >Evelyn > > >From: Kathleen E Lyon <beener20@juno.com> >To: andack@bellsouth.net, beazley.1@osu.edu, Brudney.1@osu.edu, >Anne_Carlson@cargill.com, Colker.2@osu.edu, beditor@bellsouth.net, >smgerber@jonesday.com, sfg@crab.rutgers.edu, govhouse@cyberramp.net, >hellerhm@prodigy.net, HHERWARTH@aol.com, >mary_hughes@ohnd.uscourts.gov, >evelyn@jhu.edu, amilloyd@yahoo.com, JAMKWM@aol.com, >merritt.52@osu.edu, >montgomery34@hotmail.com, Northern.1@osu.edu, coneill@hwbpromo.com, >HWBCathy@aol.com, meanswan@aol.com, nrapoport@uh.edu, >bray@slk-law.com, >sfh3353@copper.net, SteeleTig@aol.com, meeshmls@aol.com, >jilly1@mindspring.com, stantzoo@swbell.net, starr@psci.net, >buckleyfan@aol.com, eta639@airmail.net, shkaw5@earthlink.net, >gaylynn209@aol.com, julie_k71@hotmail.com, kpoling@mowery-youell.com >Subject: Update from DC >Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 14:03:14 -0700 > >I just wanted to let everyone know what's going on here. I am fine, >but >very rattled. When I got to work this morning I went straight to >e-mail >and didn't hit the web like I usually do to read the papers, etc. so >I >had no idea what was going on until my brother Geoff, who works for >the >State Dept at the embassy in Moscow, called me from a cab in >Frankfurt >Germany and explained that he didn't understand German very well but >from >the radio in the cab it sounded like planes had hit the World Trade >Center and he wanted to know what was going on. I was stunned and >turned >on NPR and just started repeating to him what they were saying, and >that's how I learned. We talked for a bit and were both very >distressed >but as it seemed limited to NYC there wasn't much for us to talk >about >except generalities and in terms of the difficulties he would face >trying >to get out of Frankfurt back to Moscow. But as soon as I hung up the >phone, the reports came in one after the other: a plane ran into the >Pentagon, a bombing at the State Dept, the Old Executive Office >building >is on fire, West Wing of the White House evacuated, just one thing >after >another, and then more reports were coming in about the plane in >Pennsylvania, and the scope of it hit me, and it was just incredibly >overwhelming at the time. One person on our floor has a 13" black >and >white TV so I ran back there briefly and then ran back to try and call >my >brother back to let him know about how everything was going haywire >in >DC, but our phones were dead. > >The NLRB is not in a federal building per se -- we rent space from a >private company, so we are not a high risk building. But we are 4 >1/2 >blocks from the White House and so things seem to hit close to home. >The >thing about DC is that everyone knows people in other agencies, is >married or otherwise related to someone in another agency, used to >work >at the agency, etc., so when one agency is affected, esp. one as big >as >the Pentagon, the whole city feels it because of those deep >relationships, so at least in those first two hours or so, it was >extremely upsetting for what seemed like everyone. It's just so >utterly >shocking. In my case I was very upset for the country, worried a bit >for >myself and DC's immediate situation, worried about Geoff and the >vulnerability of US embassies and other interests abroad, and I have >a >brother in the Marines and all I could think of was war (though he's >not >in a position to be likely to go), and I was worried about my mom, >who's >health is not good, worrying about her kids. > >A colleague who lives nearby offered me a ride home and I jumped at >the >chance. It took over 2 hours to get the approx. 10 miles to my >apartment, but it gave me an opportunity to try and come to grips >with >all this and for my friend, who is very calm, to calm me down. But >it's >just incomprehensible. > >I have not turned on the television, b/c I just can't handle it at >this >point. The only coverage I've seen totals less than about one >minute's >worth this morning, and the news reports on the radio and what I've >heard >from my sister and mom are just too disturbing so I don't think I will >be >able to watch any time soon. As strange and frightening as the >experience in DC was, it is so minimal compared to what NYC is going >through, which is truly beyond comprehension at the moment. My >friend >was walking to work and saw the first plane going right over her. All >I >can think about are the people in the all the different planes being >aware of what was going to happen to them, the people in the WTC when >it >collapsed or those who jumped in desperation before it collapsed -- >it's >just too much right now. I am sure many of you feel the same. > >Thanks for letting me talk. I have been having crying jags all day >and >know I'm not alone. Feel free to talk back -- it helps. > >Kathleen September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Tue, 11 Sep 2001 11:51:52 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Evelyn Jerome September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Kathleen Lyon September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Update from DC Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email812.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. ----- Original Message ----- From: DNathan163@aol.com To: Dexin_Yuan@tax.state.ny.us Sent: October 14, 2001 2:14 AM Subject: Hope Dear Mr. Yuan: It is my great hope that you are reading this e-mail. I live in eastern Tennessee. I traveled to New York City immediately after the WTC blast to help with the rescue and recovery. My first night there (September 13th) the rain came down really hard around 2am. I and severeal others 'camped out' in the lobby of the bombed out Hilton Millinenium. I rested in a chair in the darkened lobby for several hours while it rained outside. While seated in the chair, I found your business card amongst the dust and ash that was between the cushion and arm of the chair. I brought that card home with me to Tennessee, and have thought daily about trying to email you, with the hope that you are alive, and were spared on that awful day. I note from your card that your office was on the 86th floor, so I have feared the worst, and prayed for the best. I know that we have never met or known each other, but it is my great hope that by finding and carrying your card with me during the awful days that followed, I might somehow find you OK in the weeks that follow. So, I write this email today, in the great hope that I will have a wonderful story to tell some day, and that on my next trip to New York, I can shake your hand, and return your business card to you. Here's hoping for a speedy and healthy reply. Best wishes, Don Nathan Norris, Tennessee USA Subj: Re: Hope Date: 10/15/01 9:19:01 AM Eastern Daylight Time From: Dexin_Yuan@tax.state.ny.us To: DNathan163@aol.com Sent from the Internet (Details) Dear Mr. Nathan: Thank you very much for your concern for me and especially for your help with the rescue and recovery in the City. You and many others showed the best of America at the worst of times. Yes, I was one of the lucky ones who came out alive. I was at the concourse level when the first tower was hit and I was at the plaza when the second one was hit. I ran away with the crowd. Again, thank you very much. Best wishes for you and your family. Sincerely, Dexin Yuan ______________________________ Subj: Fw: Hope Date: 10/15/01 2:41:56 PM Eastern Daylight Time From: Satomi@okttravel.com To: Dnathan163@aol.com CC: Dexin_Yuan@tax.state.ny.us Sent from the Internet (Details) Hi, I am Dexin's wife,my name is Satomi. After I read your e-mail, I cried again. I still remember that evening -midnight of 12Sep.It was rainning so hard and I couldn't sleep at that night.I just feel so sad and many of people still missing. If, If they are still alive they must injury and I realy don't want let them sleep in the rain.....Today when I read your e-mail, I know that you came to New York and helped us. I wish next time when you come to New York,Please call my husband and I wish you can come to my home we are friends now. Dexin Yuan's office number is 212-459-7790 home is 516-921-0533. Sorry, I hope you understand my Engish.I do appreciate what you did to the NYC and my husband. Satomi _____________________________- Subj: Miracle Date: 10/17/01 2:05:38 AM Eastern Daylight Time From: DNathan163 To: Dexin_Yuan@tax.state.ny.us CC: Satomi@okttravel.com File: biz card.jpg (9698 bytes) DL Time (53333 bps): < 1 minute Dear Dexin and Satomi: I am 44 years old. I was born in NYC, but moved to Tennessee when I was young, following my parents divorce. My Grandfather lived on Central Park West. I visited him every summer. When I was in high school I spent my summers in the city, living at, 68th and Broadway. I was a 'runner' for my grandfathers company, in the time before fax machnes and email. I was at the topping off of the Concourse in the North Tower when it was 'topped off' in 1973. When I traveled to NYC in the years since then, I have dined at Windows on the World, but more importantly, always rode the #1 to Century 21 and then down to South Ferry, just to see lower Manhattan. This is why, on the 11th, I resolved to get up there as fast as I could, to help. I work in the Construction industry, so I was able to get access. I wish there was a way for me to explain what has happened sinceI wrote you the email you got on Monday. 2 hours after I wrote the email to you on Sunday, I got a call saying I was needed at the WTC site. I was there on Monday nite from around 10 pm, until 11 am today (Tuesday). I was literally on the site of the collapse with the soles of my boots almost melting from the still intense heat. I think to understand what I have been thinking, it is important to know that I was up there for three days after the collapse, and was not able to help or find anyone. To me, your business card was the hope that I held to find someone that had made it. In my life, I can now count the emails that I recieved from you two earlier tonite, as one of the most meaningful moments of my life. Last nite, while sitting on a melted and crooked beam, in what was the Plaza of your office building,surrounded by smoke and heavy equipmwnt, I took your card out of my wallet, looked at it, and said a short prayer that you and your family had some sort of peace. I am not a religous person, but the events of the 11th will make you one. In any case, I left NYC today, took Amtrak to DC, and have driven to Virginia. When I logged on my computer tonite, a reply from you was not even in my thoughts. When I saw and read it, along with the beautiful words of your wife, I was stunned. For the first time since these difficult days, I cried like a little baby. I called my wife, and she cried, too. I have emailed this story to several close friends around the country, and my guess is that you may recieve email from people you don't know, but who are grasping for wonderful stories like yours. I am attaching a story I wrote about my first trip to the WTC. In it, I mention 'Chad' from Brooklyn. Like me, he has been having trouble getting back to normal after these events. I hope you won't mind that I am going to share this story with him. He, like many of us, needs a great and positive story to get thru this. I cannot believe I am even writing this at 2 am. It took me this long to believe this has happened. In the first days of the cleanup, I saw something written in the dust of WTC 5. It said, "You haven't killed us, You've made us stronger". I am going to come back to New York with my wife and 5 year old daughter in November or December. When I do, I am going to do whateve it takes to get Chad, his wife, and kids, and you two, and your kids (if any) , and we are going out to dinner at the the place that you two New Yorkers choose. When we do, we are going to have a toast to 3 things: the good fortune of the Yuans, the new kinship of our 3 American families, and the memory of those that have been lost. At that point, what was written on the wall will be true, and our three families will be able to say as a small part of our nation to the Terrorists: "You Lose" I look forward to hearing from you both, and cannot wait until we can give thanks together for all that we have. Don Nathan PS - I have attached a scanned image of what i found on that dark and horrible nite, in between the cushions of a chair, in the lobby of a hotel, 3 blocks, and 86 stories from where it was early in the morning on September 11th. September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. 10-14 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Dexin Yuan September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Don Nathan September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Subject: Hope Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Rachel, We cannot thank you enough for your updates. Betsy had not updated us, but this makes me realize that we need to appeal to professors to please contact us with any information they may have. I am so glad you are safe and hope that your family is as well. I will certainly let the President and other appropriate people know about Lauren's mother. What devasting news. I remember her well from the bookstore. Please continue to update us as you hear from people. Lynn -----Original Message----- From: rdubin Sent: Sat 9/15/2001 3:52 PM To: Krugman, Lynn Cc: Subject: First Decade Goucher alumnae in DC and NY Hi Lynn, I hope Dr. Betsy and Gretchen forwarded you my reports on Goucher alumnae I've heard from, but if not, here it is. In New York: Emily Schaeffer '00, works 15 blocks directly N of WTC and lives in Brooklyn, is safe. Judith (Judy) Sagal '00, works at art gallery in NYC, lives in Bklyn with Emily, is safe. Both girls witnessed the second plane (from the F-train into work), and Emily saw from her office window the towers collapsing. Erin Barnes '00, according to Emily, is also safe. All three are unharmed. Sarah Pinsker '99 reports that the mother of Lauren Shapiro '94 (and asst manager of Goucher Bookstore till 1997) worked in the WTC and is missing. In DC: I'm safe. I was not scheduled to work at the Institute for Defense Analyses (IDA), which is a Federally Funded Research and Development Center, aka a government contractor/think tank/research center in Alexandria, VA, 10 minutes' driving from the Pentagon. I take the Metro to the Pentagon and then IDA's shuttle over. Thank goodness, I was home in my condo, which is in Foggy Bottom and right behind the GW med school and Foggy Bottom Metro station. I heard the explosion from my (open) bedroom window. Regan Maund '01 is safe, according to Dr. Betsy's list. Emily Raskin '98 is safe. Her girlfriend/partner's school lost a teacher and some schoolchildren. Both Emily Raskin and girlfriend teach in District public schools. Emily Christman '98, I have not heard from, but I assume she's fine, as she lives in Arlington and is a med student at Georgetown. She will join the Naval medical service upon graduation from med school. Jodi Staub '96 and Francesca Jandasek '96 are safe. Both live in Adams-Morgan. Sonia Peters '96 is safe. Elsewhere: Katherine (Kate) Kmiec '98 is safe. She is on a Naval base, which is locked down. I don't know which base, though. I do know that she may join Navy JAG. Rebecca Hill '98 is safe in Nashville, TN, but is looking for Leigh Buchmann '98 and Tor Christensen '97, who apparently live and work in NYC. Amanda C. (Mandy) Smith '00 is enlisted in the Army, but I don't know of her whereabouts beyond this or whether she was sent to the Reserves. Just thought you'd like to know we have an alumna in the active military. Hope this helps. Rachel Dubin '98 September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. received 9/15/01 9.25 pm September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Rachel Dubin September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Lynn Krugman September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Re: First Decade Goucher alumnae in DC and NY Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email429.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. ---------- From: X Date: Fri, 26 Oct 2001 10:35:24 EDT To: X Subject: Fwd: Russia anxious over grip on oil as US firms join Great Game In a message dated 10/26/01 9:54:05 PM, X writes: << (London) Daily Telegraph Russia anxious over grip on oil as US firms join Great Game By Ben Aris in Moscow and Ahmed Rashid in Lahore (Filed: 24/10/2001) FOR all the talk of international alliances and the future of Afghanistan, the real concern for Moscow in Central Asia is cementing its control of the oil supply and the successful conclusion of the modern Great Game. Since the fall of the Iron Curtain, Russia has kept Central Asia's huge oil and gas reserves bottled up by restricting access to export pipelines, all of which run over Russian territory. America has been pushing alternative pipeline projects out of the region that do not run over Russian soil. Last week, Condoleeza Rice, the US national security adviser, assured the Kremlin that America had no designs on Central Asia even as a new oil pipeline went online, strengthening Russia's influence in the region. One of the major reasons that Washington supported the Taliban between 1994 and 1997 was the attempt by the US oil giant Unocal to build a gas pipeline from Turkmenistan, through Taliban-controlled southern Afghanistan, to Pakistan and the Gulf. At the time America and Unocal hoped that the Taliban would swiftly conquer the country. As the first tanker at the Russian Black Sea port of Novorossisk was loaded with oil pumped from Kazakhstan through the Caspian Pipeline Consortium pipeline, it looked like the rivalry between Moscow and Washington was over. But as American interests intensify in the region, Moscow is nervous about giving Washington a toehold. Ms Rice's statements were designed to allay fears. She said in an article in the Russian daily Izvestia: "I want to stress this: our policy is not aimed against the interests of Russia. We do not harbour any plans aimed at squeezing Russia out of there." Kazakhstan and Turkmenistan have some of the largest reserves of oil and gas in the world, but Russia cut them off from international markets as all their export pipelines run over Russian territory. America tried aggressively to break the Kremlin stranglehold over the region, but Ms Rice's comments were the strongest sign yet that Washington is prepared to concede Russia's dominance. US-Russian relations have been revolutionised since the September 11 attacks on America. In a brave decision, President Putin thumbed his nose at Russia's generals still labouring under Cold War prejudices and gave the go-ahead for Central Asian states to play host to US forces. Both Uzbekistan and Tajikistan are allied to Moscow through the Russian-led Commonwealth of Independent States, and have allowed use of airfields. The Kremlin is still nervous, however, about giving America the opportunity to increase its influence in Central Asia. After a decade of grandiose promises by international oil companies for an oil pipeline failed to materialise, Kazakhstan has thrown in its lot with the Russians. The Caspian Pipeline Consortium line is the first big one to be built since the fall of the Soviet Union. Led by Chevron, CPC brought together the governments of Kazakhstan, Russia and Oman, as well as several other oil companies, to raise £1.7 billion of financing. The petrodollar taps are opening for the Central Asian republics which, despite their huge reserves, have been wallowing in economic misery for much of the past decade. Russia will also do well out of the pipeline. Most of the 1,150-mile route runs across Russian territory. It is expected to earn Russia £28 billion over 30 years. The war in Afghanistan may have ended America's ambitions in the area as a quid pro quo for Russia's co-operation in the US-led campaign. But when peace and a stable government eventually comes to Kabul, US oil companies will be looking closely at Afghanistan because it offers the shortest route to the Gulf for Central Asia's vast quantities of untapped oil and gas. They have invested US$30 billion (£20 billion) in developing oil and gas fields in Kazakhstan, Turkmenistan, Uzbekistan and Azerbaijan, but exporting to the West involves lengthy and expensive pipelines. American companies are barred from building pipelines through Iran, and are reluctant to build them through Russia. Washington is now proposing a US$3 billion pipeline from Azerbaijan, on the Caspian Sea, through Georgia to Turkey's Mediterranean coast - a lengthy and expensive project that will put huge transport costs to every barrel of Central Asian oil that reaches Europe. US companies could build a similar pipeline from Central Asia through Afghanistan to Karachi at half the cost, if the next Afghan government can guarantee its security. Russia fears that is exactly what the Americans want and, now that US troops are based in Tajikistan and Uzbekistan, they will establish a permanent presence and not leave. America has pledged to "consult" in the event of a direct threat to the security or territorial integrity of Uzbekistan, wording that has increased suspicions in Moscow that American troops will stay in its Central Asian backyard after the shooting in Afghanistan is over. Ahmed Rashid is author of Taliban: Islam, Oil and the New Great Game in Central Asia. Information appearing on Electronic Telegraph is the copyright of Telegraph Group Limited and must not be reproduced in any medium without licence. For the full copyright statement see Copyright ----------------------- Headers -------------------------------- From: X Date: Friday, October 26, 2001 8:56 AM To: (Recipient list suppressed) Subject: Russia anxious over grip on oil as US firms join Great Game (London) Daily Telegraph Russia anxious over grip on oil as US firms join Great Game By Ben Aris in Moscow and Ahmed Rashid in Lahore (Filed: 24/10/2001) FOR all the talk of international alliances and the future of Afghanistan, the real concern for Moscow in Central Asia is cementing its control of the oil supply and the successful conclusion of the modern Great Game. Since the fall of the Iron Curtain, Russia has kept Central Asia's huge oil and gas reserves bottled up by restricting access to export pipelines, all of which run over Russian territory. America has been pushing alternative pipeline projects out of the region that do not run over Russian soil. Last week, Condoleeza Rice, the US national security adviser, assured the Kremlin that America had no designs on Central Asia even as a new oil pipeline went online, strengthening Russia's influence in the region. One of the major reasons that Washington supported the Taliban between 1994 and 1997 was the attempt by the US oil giant Unocal to build a gas pipeline from Turkmenistan, through Taliban-controlled southern Afghanistan, to Pakistan and the Gulf. At the time America and Unocal hoped that the Taliban would swiftly conquer the country. As the first tanker at the Russian Black Sea port of Novorossisk was loaded with oil pumped from Kazakhstan through the Caspian Pipeline Consortium pipeline, it looked like the rivalry between Moscow and Washington was over. But as American interests intensify in the region, Moscow is nervous about giving Washington a toehold. Ms Rice's statements were designed to allay fears. She said in an article in the Russian daily Izvestia: "I want to stress this: our policy is not aimed against the interests of Russia. We do not harbour any plans aimed at squeezing Russia out of there." Kazakhstan and Turkmenistan have some of the largest reserves of oil and gas in the world, but Russia cut them off from international markets as all their export pipelines run over Russian territory. America tried aggressively to break the Kremlin stranglehold over the region, but Ms Rice's comments were the strongest sign yet that Washington is prepared to concede Russia's dominance. US-Russian relations have been revolutionised since the September 11 attacks on America. In a brave decision, President Putin thumbed his nose at Russia's generals still labouring under Cold War prejudices and gave the go-ahead for Central Asian states to play host to US forces. Both Uzbekistan and Tajikistan are allied to Moscow through the Russian-led Commonwealth of Independent States, and have allowed use of airfields. The Kremlin is still nervous, however, about giving America the opportunity to increase its influence in Central Asia. After a decade of grandiose promises by international oil companies for an oil pipeline failed to materialise, Kazakhstan has thrown in its lot with the Russians. The Caspian Pipeline Consortium line is the first big one to be built since the fall of the Soviet Union. Led by Chevron, CPC brought together the governments of Kazakhstan, Russia and Oman, as well as several other oil companies, to raise £1.7 billion of financing. The petrodollar taps are opening for the Central Asian republics which, despite their huge reserves, have been wallowing in economic misery for much of the past decade. Russia will also do well out of the pipeline. Most of the 1,150-mile route runs across Russian territory. It is expected to earn Russia £28 billion over 30 years. The war in Afghanistan may have ended America's ambitions in the area as a quid pro quo for Russia's co-operation in the US-led campaign. But when peace and a stable government eventually comes to Kabul, US oil companies will be looking closely at Afghanistan because it offers the shortest route to the Gulf for Central Asia's vast quantities of untapped oil and gas. They have invested US$30 billion (£20 billion) in developing oil and gas fields in Kazakhstan, Turkmenistan, Uzbekistan and Azerbaijan, but exporting to the West involves lengthy and expensive pipelines. American companies are barred from building pipelines through Iran, and are reluctant to build them through Russia. Washington is now proposing a US$3 billion pipeline from Azerbaijan, on the Caspian Sea, through Georgia to Turkey's Mediterranean coast - a lengthy and expensive project that will put huge transport costs to every barrel of Central Asian oil that reaches Europe. US companies could build a similar pipeline from Central Asia through Afghanistan to Karachi at half the cost, if the next Afghan government can guarantee its security. Russia fears that is exactly what the Americans want and, now that US troops are based in Tajikistan and Uzbekistan, they will establish a permanent presence and not leave. America has pledged to "consult" in the event of a direct threat to the security or territorial integrity of Uzbekistan, wording that has increased suspicions in Moscow that American troops will stay in its Central Asian backyard after the shooting in Afghanistan is over. Ahmed Rashid is author of Taliban: Islam, Oil and the New Great Game in Central Asia. Information appearing on Electronic Telegraph is the copyright of Telegraph Group Limited and must not be reproduced in any medium without licence. For the full copyright statement see Copyright September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Fri, 26 Oct 2001 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Subject: Fwd: Russia anxious over grip on oil as US firms join Great Game Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. I know you will just be wiped out from the emotion of this day when you finally get a chance to hear about it all. I am sorry you have not probably had much opportunity to watch it unravel. We have had the TV on all day, and it has been quite interesting to watch with a group of gifted kids. They have such insight...even at this age. The video of the plane coming through the second tower is just amazing. Unbelievable, actuallly. I will write more later, and maybe I will be able to call you later this evening. Gotta go for now. I haven't been able to catch up with Ailie or Chris. The Fort closed down earlier this morning, so presumably they were sent home since they are not military personnel. I haven't been able to reach either of them. Now, going. More later, ILY mom September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. 9/11/01 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Micaela Wood September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Sandy Simmons September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Re: morning Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Date : Tue, 11 Sep 2001 10:12:00 -0400 i can't get through the switchboard to call you. here's the latest: there has been an explosion at the pentagon, and it most likely is from a plane. even worse - one of the WTC towers has actually collapsed.... 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. What follows is the text of an email I sent to my family and friends on 9/21/2001, entitled "Where were you on September 11, 2001?" At their request I gave my eyewitness account of the attack on the Pentagon. We as a nation have just experienced what may be the most horrific event this generation will know. For those who lived through it, this will surely be one of which people will ask, "Where were you on September 11, 2001?" And we will all remember where we were and what we were doing that morning. As for me, I was there, sitting in my car on the parking deck, less than 80 feet from the Mall entrance to the Pentagon. My wife, a Col. In the Army National Guard Bureau, assigned to the Office of the Secretary of Defense, had her office in the "A" ring with a highly coveted window overlooking the inner courtyard. I was there that morning to assist her in moving boxes since her office was due to be transferred to another building by the end of the week. At about 8:15 a.m. we said good-bye to our two children, a thirteen year old daughter and seven year old son, whom we home school and left them to work on their assignments. I expected to return within two hours, so I admonished my son to stay focused on his work so that we could get started on math class as soon as I got back. I had been up very late the previous night making preparations for a family reunion I would host at our Fort Belvoir home on Saturday the 15th. I was still very sleepy and had to slap myself a few rimes to stay awake. I spent the whole drive in, trying to work out how I might squeeze in a nap, given the packed schedule I had for the day. When we arrived at the Pentagon it took several minutes to get the van cleared through security at the River entrance ramp. According to my temporary pass, we pulled in at 8:41 a.m. and swung the car around to the Mall side parking deck and slipping into one of the scarce visitor's slots near the entrance. Between her walk to the "A" ring and the usual interruptions she gets, I knew I would have up to 30 minutes before my wife and her assistant, the "Gunny", would come out with the boxes. That took care of the nap issue! The morning air was crisp, clear, blue, not a cloud in the sky. A pre-Autumn chill in the air made me keep the windows rolled up and it was easy to settle back and doze. Eventually I spotted the Marine "gunny" from my wife's office pushing a large cartload of boxes through the doors. I backed out of my parking space and pulled up to the base of the broad entrance steps. Together we emptied the cart. "I'll be a little while coming back with the second load," he said. Just then my wife descended the stairs in a hurry and said, "I have to go back to my office for about ten minutes. I have to write a couple of memos. They've just hit the World Trade Center in New York and we don't know if there are other targets." Over the years she has been stationed in the Pentagon, I had often complained of the low over flights permitted and that the METRO runs directly beneath the building. I always imagined that when the attack did come, it would be a sudden rush of terrorists up the escalators from the subway. So, I gave the Col. a kiss and said, "I don't know about other targets, but I would be more worried about THIS building." As usual she dismissed the idea as ridiculous, "This is just a glorified office building full of bureaucrats; we're not worth the effort." She dashed up the stairs and disappeared through the entrance, followed closely by the "gunny". As the guards tend to get a little edgy when unofficial vehicles linger at the entrance, I moved the van back to the parking slot and settled back again to wait. A few minutes later I sat bolt upright, my attention suddenly snapped back to the building, instantly aware of the ROAR of engines. I could not see the source but I knew without doubt what was about to happen! I can't explain how I knew what I could not see but time suddenly slowed to a crawl and I thought, "It's coming and it's going to hit." The scene seemed to move almost in a series of still pictures, frame by frame, . . . Click! . . . Click! . . . Click! The roar of the engines came to a sickening stop and there was a fraction of a moment when for me there was no sound in all the earth. Then an oddly hushed THUD! Debris sloshed over the roof and rained gently along the parking deck before me, like water from a child's wading pool, nothing big, all small pieces. Then came the concussion; the ground shook; the building shook; and then the noise came back! I looked up into the beautiful blue of the sky, filling now with an angry, boiling, swelling thing. A black and blinding orange ball of pure hate rose to what seemed like two hundred feet in height and breadth above the Pentagon's central courtyard. Then came the heat blast, like a concussion, only silent. Through the glass I felt my skin begin to burn and for those few seconds I knew the face of Satan! From where I sat I was positive it had hit the central courtyard. Judging from the direction it came in, I knew it would have taken the whole "A" ring, passing through my wife's office on its way to the Offices of the Secretary of Defense. Of course! That would be the logical target! Did Denise hear the roar as I did and look out the window? There would be no time to run. Did she see it? Did she suffer? These were the thoughts as my mind grappled with the conviction that my wife was now dead> I sprang from my car but realized I would not be allowed in the building. I tried to climb on the parking deck wall as if that might help me see over the roof into the courtyard. I ran mindlessly back to the car and dialed her office and let it ring 30 times, no answer. I thought of our children at home on Fort Belvoir. MY GOD! MY GOD! Are they bombing other military installations? No, no, this was a plane, not a bomb. Should I call the kids? No, they should not be alone when they hear! Have they heard? No, no, the radio is going on and on about New York, old news; they don't know yet. Thank You God! I need to go to them! I need to stay here! I called Denise's sister at the Department of Education. "I want you to go get the kids. Get them off the installation!" "I CAN'T," she screamed. "I have to get my sister!" I begged her to go to our children. "YOU go get the kids," She screamed. "I'm going to get my sister." I tried to calm myself. "You don't understand," I pleaded. "There's no getting in and there is no getting out." "I don't care, I WILL GET MY SISTER OUT OF THERE!" I was no use. Her primal instincts had kicked in. There would be no reasoning with this woman. I could not bring myself to say out loud to her, the certainty I felt in my heart that her sister was dead. Finally I just had to let her go. Try to call Aunt Jean. She could get to the fort in 20 minutes if the roads weren't jammed yet! "We are sorry but all circuits are busy. Please try your call again later." Ten agonizing minutes went by as I struggled to get word out to someone who could help. Sirens all over now, yet no crowds pouring from the doors; only a few stragglers, coughing, brushing off plaster dust, trying to breathe. Was it so devastating? Are there more dead than alive? Maybe she made it! Maybe so! Is it possible? I grabbed a lady in a gray suit. She was dazed and doubled over, trying to catch her breath. "Did it hit the courtyard, did it hit the courtyard", I yelled as I shook her. "I don't know. What was it," she asked. I told her it was a plane. "Oh God! If it hit the courtyard then they are all gone!" "Did you know someone in there," she asked. "Yes, yes I did," I said. "My wife's office was on the courtyard side." The woman gave me a sorrowful look and walked off. Back in the car again, trying to get a line out, trying to adjust to my new status as a war widower with two children to raise. I rest my forehead on the steering wheel and pray: "God be with me. I need you with me now." I look up through the windshield across the parking deck. There is someone over there; a little black lady, searching, looking for someone. She is wearing the green suit. She turns in my direction . . . and I look into the face of an angel. God, Oh God, it's her, unhurt, looking for me! We ran for each other and embraced, just like in the movies. I can't describe the joy and relief that rained down me, gently like the debris on the parking deck. "Where were you when it hit," I cried. I think I must have been the first to ask that question . . . "Where were you when . . ?" Where was she? She was in her office, after all, preparing her memos and worrying about her oldest son who lives in Manhattan. She was distracted by a noise and glanced out her window in time to see Flight 77, on its final approach, drop below the horizon of the roofline of the newly renovated wedge directly across the courtyard from her. There was no time to run, no time to warn, just time to watch in stunned horror as a second later it hit. The fireball mushroomed before her as her thoughts now turned to her friends on the Army Staff side who had just moved into the new section. Some of them were fellow Army Guard. Collecting herself she moved quickly to the hall to alert unbelieving ears to evacuate the building. . . . And my children at home? They received a call from their Aunt Carrie about the "accident" at the World Trade Center, with a sly inquiry about the whereabouts of their mother. They turned on the television just in time to watch the second plane hit Tower 2 and wonder at the fate of their brother in Manhattan. Soon the New York coverage was interrupted with "Breaking News from the Pentagon." The bone-chilling scream that escaped my daughter's lips as she collapsed to the floor brought a neighbor running from the house next door. She knew her parents were dead. We were not dead, of course, and on her way through the building to find me, Denise managed to slip a call out on her cell phone to tell the children she was safe and looking for me. From the Mall parking deck we were evacuated down the grassy slope, past the heliport, to Washington Boulevard where police were hastily stringing tape around the site. All of us glanced back, like Lot's wife, to the inferno raging near the heliport. Fire and smoke, joy and relief, guilt and grief all swirled together as we watched the hungry flames. I felt guilt and grief, knowing Denise was alive because others were dead and dying, while simultaneously I was feeling the joy. It is done. I can't change it. She is alive and they are dead. Ad now I stand in the middle of the highway and touch her and know that it is done. A shout suddenly rises from the police line. "RUN! RUN! ANOTHER PLANE HAS BEEN HIJACKED AND IS ON ITS WAY TO THE PENTAGON!" I struggle with our bags and we begin to run. Hundreds of us run, not crazed, but running for our lives down Washington Boulevard toward Rosslyn; the USA Today twin towers loom before; the Washington Monument, brilliant and tall in the sunlight, to our right across the Potomac. People break between Denise and I, running. I see only bits of her as the distance grows; now a calf, now a shoe, now a shoulder, like the little bits of debris back on the parking deck. Focus on the pieces, I tell myself. Don't let her slip away again! My stomach drops. I hear her shout, "TIMMY!" She always calls me "Timothy" or "Tim," never "Timmy," unless in a panic. I shout back through the crush, "I'm here!" I drop back a few paces; find an opening and dash through, dropping in behind her. "I'm here, here!" She reaches back. I grab her hand and I feel her skin again. My joy returns. If we are to die in the nest moments we at least have fair warning and we will be together. After half a mile the pace slows. We begin taking turns making calls on Denise's cell phone. She calls Manhattan; circuits busy. I call an aunt in Baltimore who was recovering from recent heart surgery. I don't want her to worry. I get through: "This is Sister Mary Lucy. Please leave your name and number and I will return your call shortly." I leave a hurried message. Denise calls New York again; still no line. She begins to take inventory of people, recognizing this one and that one. "Did so and so get out? . . . Have you seen the guys from . . . ?" I begin to notice things in the road; a gear here, a bolt there, a piece of creamy plastic something, a spiked silver metal disk I recognize as a hubcap blasted from its rim; nothing big, nothing big, all small gentle pieces. No one leans over to touch or pick up. It is a crime scene and all respect that. We hear a rumor that the State Department was hit with a car bomb. We don't know what happened to the other incoming plane. People speculate it has been shot down. On the bridge now, walking toward the Lincoln Memorial, I have time to start thinking silly thoughts, a healthy sign. The Washington Monument still stands. I think, "How beautiful the view is from the bridge; Arlington National and the smoldering Pentagon on the right, the Memorial and the Capitol on the left and the glassy river running calmly in between. How can anything be calm?" People walking from Washington, some running, adjusting uniforms pulled on in haste - young reservists running to the Pentagon to see how they could help, not waiting for the call. God bless them! I suddenly remember my mother-in-law, Lucinda and Richard, her son, who lie together in a grave across the boulevard from the attack site, in the back section of Arlington National Cemetery. In my mind I see Lucinda reaching up from her grave, like the statue of "The Awakening" in Potomac Park, to grab that plane and pull it down. "Oh no you DON'T," she would say. "Not my baby! Not today!" Then she slipped gently back to her rest and the guilt returned for the other "babies" who died. Still, I thanked Lucinda for giving her daughter to me twice. We approach the Memorial. Park Police on horseback direct us away. The city is obviously closed, no buses, no subway, for it runs under the Pentagon. Nothing to do but walk back to the Pentagon; try to get across to Pentagon City, somehow, and try to get home from there. On the bridge again, we manage to get the kids on the phone. "Daddy?" "Yes, Baby Doll." "I really thought you and Mommy were dead." She sobbed. I paused, my heart breaking. "I know, Baby, I know what you felt." Another miracle, we get through to my sister-in-law. Thank God. If we can somehow get to her she can drive us home to the children. Bad news, we are on opposite sides of the Pentagon. We tell her to go on to get the kids. We'll figure another way home. More bad news, "What do you mean you don't have a car?" It seems Carrie was true to her word. She did make it to the Pentagon. She even managed, beyond all odds, to get her car into South Parking where she ditched it and made her way toward the building, only to be dragged kicking and clawing from the South Entrance doors. She was now, like us, trapped on foot! I try Aunt Jean again - no circuits. I try my sister in Columbia, Maryland and get through. She reminds me that our nephew lives near the Fort, in Lorton, Va. I reached him and within twenty minutes he was on his way to the kids. We approach the Pentagon again, still on Washington Boulevard, on foot, as close as we are permitted to get. After desperate hours of trying to get through to New York, we finally discover that my stepson was at home in his Manhattan apartment when the towers fell - sixty blocks away! The three of us shared our joy over an open cell phone line; Michael in Manhattan, gazing ten floors below at the street jammed with people fleeing lower Manhattan, and us, standing on the highway watching the Pentagon burn. And I think of an old nursery rhyme we used to sing as kids, except under my breath I sing new words: "Guilt, guilt go away. Come again another day!" You may wonder how we did make it home that night. After trekking a couple of miles around the northern perimeter to the South side of the complex, we got on the only operating bus in sight. My sister-in-law, Carrie, who happened to be aboard and had spotted her sister in the crowd a block away, was forcefully holding it in place for us. She hollered and waved as she physically blocked the doors open. "That's My Sister! That's My Sister!" The next morning, my wife and thousands of others rose before dawn. They quietly pulled on their uniforms, white, blue, kaki and green. Traveling by foot or by thumb, begging, borrowing and sharing rides, they arrived ON TIME at their desks and put in an honest day's work getting the nation's business done, while down the halls of their "glorified office building" still burned bright with flames. Family members began to call. "Are you still going to hold the family reunion on Saturday," they asked. "YOU BET I AM," I replied. "If we have to plan our lives around evil things, then we must submit ourselves completely to the power of evil. I am not in a submissive mood." Timothy Yingling, Fort Belvoir, Virginia P.S. 03/11/002 Several weeks after the attack, the remains of one of the victims were laid to rest after positive DNA identification. Her name was Sandra Foster, "The Duchess" to her husband and stepsons. She was the "baby" of one of our friends with whom we attended church for over two decades. For over twenty years Sandra worked as an civilian employee in the budget office of the Army Staff, which had, just days before the 11th, moved into their newly renovated suite. Sandra was incinerated when the fuselage of the plane passed through her office. My children and I attended her services and burial. By special order of the President, she was buried in the back section of Arlington National Cemetery, which overlooks the attack site at the Pentagon. She lies 50 yards beyond my mother-in-law's gave. September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Originally Sent 9/21/01 then later with P.S. September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Family, friends and other interested parties September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Tjyingling@aol.com September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Where were you . . . Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email93.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. From: Donna Llewellyn <littlelady@missvalley.com> Date: Mon, Sep 17, 2001, 1:46 PM To: "Maria L. Evans" <crankycricker@yahoo.com> Subject: Re: [Fwd: [Fwd: Fwd: Letter 1]] Maria, Well--I'm actually flying a flag that I swore that would never meet the air until the old Sanitorium was Not public housing. BUT--I broke down. I'm flying the flag that was flown over the Missouri State Capital in honor of the group, "Save the San". Since this group no longer exists I thought that the, past, members would want this flag to be flying at this time. I feel some guilt but have much more pride. I feel so sorry for the people of Afganhastan. The surrounding countries have closed their borders and they have no place to flee. So many innocent people will die if/when we move miltary forces into their country to find Osama Bin Ladin. It's, also, sad that these desciples of Allah have decided that the United States is wanting Osama Bin Ladin to start the beginning of a Holy War. This matter doesn't concern God, Allah, Muhammand, Jehova or any other religious diety! Pray for understanding and pray that if our country has to fight this war it will short. Donna Maria L. Evans wrote: There is also a run on flags, ha ha...right now I am stuck with a little scrawny plastic one until Wal-Mart gets some bigger ones. I'm a lot happier about the run on flags than on the bottled water!!!!! -- Maria L. Evans crankycricker@yahoo.com "If everything seems under control, you're just not going fast enough." ---Mario Andretti ---------- From: Donna Llewellyn <littlelady@missvalley.com> To: "Maria L. Evans" <crankycricker@yahoo.com> Subject: Re: [Fwd: [Fwd: Fwd: Letter 1]] Date: Sat, Sep 15, 2001, 3:44 PM Hey 'Marvin', I just wanted to let you know that I have contacted my email friends in Canada, the UK, Africa and Australia. I have told them about the sorrow that the people of United States are feeling and I've told them about our anger and resolve to bring these cowards to justice. I've told them that the citizens of the United States do not wish to harm innocent people of any country. I've told them that our people are peaceful and that it is only because of this attack that we are bearing arms and beginning to fight against an attack that was started by others. I hope you are displaying your flag--our government has asked to keep our flags flying for 30 days. Our Nation has proven that 'divide we fall--United WE Stand'. We are standing United on this day and every day until this 'battle' is won. Donna "Maria L. Evans" wrote: Good letter. I'll tell you what is really bothering me right now. Don't get me wrong, respect for all these victims is important, but our rush to cancel everything (such as sports events), to me, is acquiescing to terrorism. TERRORISTS LOVE IT WHEN WE CHANGE AMERICA'S ORDINARY DAY TO DAY LIFE ON ACCOUNT OF THEM. I strongly feel that we should not be adopting a victim mentality on account of these whackos. People are forgetting that, despite the worst attack on U.S. soil, our nation's communications infrastructure was BARELY SCRATCHED. People were using cell phones a block away from the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. Most of us were using the phone, cell phone, the TV, and the internet while this was going on. I was on an internet bulletin board where a man who worked 4 blocks from the Trade Center was telling us what was happening ahead of CNN! A friend of mine was able to communicate with her cousin deployed on the USS Kennedy within 2 hours of the attack! THIS IS NOT THE MARK OF A REAL "BLOW" TO OUR COUNTRY. Look at the passengers who crashed in Pa. They were most likely fighting the terrorists, avoiding another tragic plane crash. That's the kind of stuff we are all made of in this country. We are not talking this up, we are playing "victim" and that upsets me. Even in Kirksville, MO, I was angry that "sheeple" were panicking over gas, and making a run on BOTTLED WATER, for crissakes! I just wanted to stand in the middle of Hy-Vee and yell "Get hold of yourselves, what the hell are you all doing!!!!" At the same time, I hope we all fight the evil that will almost certainly pop up in own own hometowns, the evil of blind hatred aimed at people who didn't have anything to do with it. Already, in Columbia, the local mosque got a bomb threat. I remember in 1979 during the hostage crisis, Iranian students (who came to the U.S. on the Shah's money, who had nothing to do with Khomeni, who even could have been killed should they return to Iran) got beat up in parking lots at NE Mo. State. We have to be careful not to fall prey to that kind of misguided hate, to save our anger for the correct target and use all our energies to go after the correct groups responsible. Let the true bad guys feel our wrath, not someone who isn't even involved. Just my thoughts. I am like everyone else, I am still going through every emotion in the book, and sorting out my feelings and my logic about this like everyone else. But I do know our anger needs to be a cool, calculated one, not a hot, half-cocked one. These bastards took a LOT OF TIME to plan this attack, it will take just as careful planning on our end to flatten 'em. -- Maria L. Evans crankycricker@yahoo.com "If everything seems under control, you're just not going fast enough." ---Mario Andretti September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Mon, Sep. 17, 2001 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients "Maria L. Evans" <crankycricker@yahoo.com> September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Donna Llewellyn <littlelady@missvalley.com> September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Re: [Fwd: [Fwd: Fwd: Letter 1]] Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email492.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Hello everyone, I've gotten a lot of e-mails. And I'm sure I've gotten a lot of calls too, but the phones (land and cellular) are down (payphones are working, so if you have other loved ones here, they may be able to contact you from a payphone, though the lines are very, very long.) So, I thought I would take the step of e-mailing just about everyone I know (thank G-d for the internet). If I missed anyone, please forward this out. I am OK. For those of you who worried about me, I do appreciate it. I live a good mile, mile and a half from where the World Trade Center used to be - so, I was never in any danger. Most of you will not be surprised to hear that I was asleep when the attacks occurred. I was awoken by my roommate, Charles, at around 10:15AM, Eastern Time, shortly after the second tower collapsed. After watching a little on TV, and heading up to a friend's room to look out his window, I grabbed my camera and walked south, towards the site. The streets were almost entirely empty of automobile traffic. 90% of vehicles were police/fire/rescue or public utlities (electric/phone). All civilian vehicles were heading in the opposite direction. There was a huge plume of dark gray smoke coming from where the WTC used to be. Fortunately, the wind is blowing strongly to the southeast, sending the smoke out into the ocean, and not north over Manhattan, or East into Jersey. A number of people were heading downtown, like I was - many with cameras or camcorders. I reached road blocks around Worth St, about 12 blocks north of the WTC. Police were there. I also saw FBI, ATF, federal customs police, US Marshalls, NYFD, and many other city and federal agencies. I turned west and tried to head to the Hudson river to try and head south from there, but was again stopped by road blocks. The West Side Drive is shut down, for emergency traffic only. So I turned East. I made it to Foley Square, where I worked this past summer - about a 10 minute walk from the WTC. Incidentally, if this had happened two months ago, I quite possibly would have been exiting my train in the basement of the WTC at the time of the attack. A sobering thought. Foley Square is where the state and federal court houses are, in addition to a number of state and federal government office buildings. All were closed, heavily patrolled by armed officers - men with shotguns and machine guns - not a usual sight anywhere in the US. I had my walkman with me and was listening to the radio. Reports were coming in from all over - some confirmed, some speculation. But the scene on the streets was somewhat surreal. It was generally calm. People were moving orderly, very few tried to pass the road blocks. It was eerily quiet except for the sounds of sirens. Throughout my walk, a number of people saw I had a radio and asked me for the latest news. There were also large crowds of people gathered around stopped cars and trucks listening to their radios. Many people all over had surgical masks on, or were covering their mouthes and noses with t-shirts, rags, or paper towels. From there, I went even further East, to the foot of the Brooklyn Bridge, and then turned south. This area was almost entirely deserted as it was in the past of the blown smoke and ash. I walked down Water St, and turned West on Wall St. This area seemed to be the most heavily hit. There was a good inch and a half of ash coving the street. Parked cars were covered with the ash. Small bits of debris were floating down from the sky - paper and such. I picked up a piece of what looks like a financial spreadsheet printout - the edges of the paper charred - along with a charred metal vertical blind, which presumably floated down from the WTC. I made it all the way to the New York Stock Exchange - perhaps 4 blocks from the WTC. There I encountered more barricades. I also had to turn back because the ask and smoke was getting too thick. The sun was blotted out from the smoke, which was turning more white, from the dark black it was when I left my building earlier this morning. I saw a number of Air Force fighter planes circling the city, but aside from them and a few news helicopters, the sky was empty of air traffic. I made it almost all the way south to Battery Park before I reached another road block. Then I turned for home. I'm going to try and donate blood, by the rumors are that the lines to do so are many hours long. Maybe tomorrow. Again the scene was just very surreal. I could not get close to the WTC. So it was hard to visualize the unimaginable carnage and devastation and loss of human life that occurred there. People overall were very calm and orderly. Police and fire were likewise calm and orderly. I saw long lines of ambulances and fire trucks, waiting to approach the WTC to search for any survivors. I think it will become even more surreal in the coming days. I can't even imagine looking south towards downtown and not seeing the two massive buildings which defined the skyline. I hope that those responsible will be brought to justice - or perhaps simply wiped off the face of this planet. I think when we all wake up tomorrow, we awake to find a very different world that the one we woke up to this morning. For those of you with friends or loved ones in NY or DC or on an airliner, my thoughts and prayers go out to them. I think in the time that it took me to write this e-mail, my phone is working again (but not my cell) - so maybe you can now contact them on the phone. Best wishes to everyone. -Shawn September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. 9/11/02 2:55PM EDT September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients Andrew Abrams <abes22@yahoo.com>, Adam Fleisher <fleisher@hotmail.com>, Alexandra Salcedo Heredia <alexandrasalcedo@hotmail.com>, bgisland@aol.com, Brad Greenberg <bradley.h.greenberg@us.pwcglobal.com>, brianoc@microsoft.com, lin_caroline@hotmail.com September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. Shawn Wrobel <gramps@stanfordalumni.org> September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. Christine Oh <christine.oh@stanfordalumni.org>, Claire Wrobel <clairewro@mediaone.net>, Joseph Wrobel <chepe@chicagobankruptcy.com>, David Herrera <daveh@stanfordalumni.org>, Gauri Kolhatkar <gkolhatkar003@md.northwestern.edu> September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Devastation Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email611.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. 225 rector place is a about a 25 story apartment complex. Brek's apartment is on the northeast corner of the 16th floor. the building is across west st., and 2 blocks south of the south tower of the trade center. from her windows, you could see from bottom to top of most of the south and west faces of both towers. there are no tall buildings obstructing the view. i woke up on sept 11 to the disgusting sound of the first plane crashing into the north tower. i was alone in the apartment. i got out of bed and could not figure out what had made the blast. a small bomb was my best guess. it was curious though, and completely revolting, that body parts were strewn for several blocks along west st. a man came and draped white cloths over them. the fire in the north tower intensified and soon i could see people clinging to windows near the fire. some began to jump, i supposed to escape the heat. they tumbled a long time. the sound and sight of their landing still >lingers in my mind. they exploded like sacks of flour. then, out of the windows facing east, i saw what looked to me like a small plane fly in slow motion and slam into the southeast corner of the south tower. i cannot now recall what sound that made. i did not think it was a passenger jet. i remember, though, muttering to myself, "what the fuck is going on." i went into Brek's bedroom and turned on the TV. they were already calling it a terrorist attack, and i then learned that the cause of the first explosion that had awoken me was also a plane. it had crashed into the north tower. the fires in each tower were most intense on the sides opposite where the planes had crashed. i could plainly see the body of the second plane lodged within several floors of the south tower. never did it cross my mind that the towers might collapse. it was a beautifully cool day, and people were standing all around the sidewalks beneath me. dozens of fireengines, police cars and trucks, and other city and government vehicles were now amassing on both sides of west st. they were driving right over the body parts which had been draped with white cloth. i was still in my bedclothes and although i still thought i was safest in the building, i decided i should put some real clothes on. i went into my bedroom (brek and rob's office) and began to put on my pants. at that moment, i heard the loudest sound yet, although the specifics of that sound now escape me. i went into the living room and saw the top of the south tower buckling like a house of cards. this is where everything gets fuzzy. i remember i saw a cloud of debris, including steel beams hurtling at the windows i was looking from. i ran behind the kitchen wall at first but then realized that while it was protected from the south windows, i was still exposed to her windows which faced east. then i went into her windowless bathroom and shut the door. the whole building shook like an earthquake and i heard debris crash through her windows. the bathroom door rattled. i have no idea how long i stayed in the bathroom. probably just a minute or so. i cracked the door at some point and saw that the apartment was filled with this foul smelling orange-grey dust. the furinture was just spots of darkness. i shut the door again and realized that i needed to find 4 things: shoes, keys, wallet and phone. i held my breath, and opened the bathroom door. i could not see anything. i walked by memory, i guess, into my room and felt for the items i needed. i managed to grab my shoes, wallet and keys. i could not, however find my phone, and after a few seconds of feeling around, and running short of air,I ran out of her apartment. in the 16th floor hallway a woman was moaning out of fear. i put on my shoes and said, "holy shit, holy shit." i told her we needed to take the stairs to the bottom of the building. i think she was comforted by this idea, because she stopped moaning. we went down several flights, stopping on several floors to see what everyone else was doing. they were confused. some followed us down the stairs. some went back into their apartments. the east staircase became too thick with dust around the 7th floor, so we swithced over to the west staircase which for some reason did not have as much orange-grey ash in the air. at the bottom of the stairs we saw the doorman-- he was a welcome sight! he had a towel over his nose and mouth and was stooped over. he said, "go to the river, go to the river." we started south, toward the river, and away from the wtc. after a block or so, the ash was still very heavy in the air. it was hard to breathe. the ash was collecting in my throat. i think a doorman from another building yelled at us to come into his building, because somehow we were then in the lobby of another building. the air was much cleaner there. some people had no shoes. some people were saying,"we are all going to die." the few men who appeared to be trying to take charge were not making much sense. they were contsruction workers mostly, and they seemed very determined. but they weren't doing anything but talking and walking in and out of the building. the doorman of that building was calm and collected. he told everyone to stay away from the windows and to get to the south end of the building. we did. we heard a giant rumble and knew the north tower had just collapsed. we could see the streets get clouded over again (they had cleared briefly). the electricity went out. another man invited a few of us into his ground floor apartment. it was in the south west corner of the building. his name was bruce. an asian woman named judy (who had a radio), a young irishman named sam and a middle eastern man, and i all sat around bruce's table and were quiet. we talked some but were mostly quiet. i was trying to figure out how and why the towers collapsed. i still could not believe that the planes alone could bring them down. the middle eastern man calmly explained that the jet fuel would burn hot and weaken the steel beams and once one floor collapsed, it would set off a clean and efficient dominoe effect. this did not make sense, at the time to me. i do not remember the name of this man. after perhaps an hour the ash had mostly settled. i could see blue sky out of his windows. it looked outside like a grey blizzard had hit and dropped thousands of pieces of paper along with it. i asked bruce what he thought i should do. he said he didn't know. he said i could stay there as long as i needed to. i decided i should go look for brek. somehow i thought she would be coming back to her apartment. i walked outside and back north to her building. while it was fairly clear on the ground, it was still very cloudy up 16 stories. i stood in the ashy street for several minutes thinking about what i should do. then i saw a blue and white city bus which was full of preschoolers being driven from the scene. >they opened the doors and told me to get in. the bus driver had a bland _expression on his face when i asked him where they were going. he was sweating. a large man dressed in black with a ponytail was running the show. he told the bus driver where to go and when to stop. we drove very slowly. i was standing in the back of the bus. all of the kids were crying, but they were all being held by an adult. a woman was talking on her cell to her brother in texas and asked if i wanted him to call anyone. i got on the phone and gave him my parents # and said to call them and tell them taht sam was ok. he did. the bus let us off at the southern end of manhattan at battery park where many firefighters were resting. i was given a dust mask and i put it on. the preshoolers went to get on a ferry that they said was headed for new jersey. this sounded like a bad idea to me. i wandered in circles for half and hour or so wondering what to to do. i used a construction workers phone to call berkeley. i left a message. he offered me some mcdonalds breakfast. he had a giant bag of egg mcmuffins. i said no thanks. the vendors in the area were giving away free sodas to everyone. they had parked there chrome vendors together and were now walking away from the area together. then i asked him how i could walk to brooklyn to my new room (thank god i had it, and my keys to get in). he said to walk across the brooklyn bridge. that made sense to me. i started east when i heard a tugboat calling out, "atlantic avenue in brooklyn, the miriam moran is headed for brooklyn." he kept calling this out over his speaker. i ran to it. he called out, again over his speaker, "don't run, we ain't leavin yet." i walked to it and got on. i was so thankful and finally relieved. i used another man's cell phone to try to contact Brek. it didn't work. the tugboat waited for about 20 minutes. very few people got on. so we left for atlantic avenue in brooklyn. i had a vague idea where this was. i felt safer the further i got from manhattan. it was a short ride. i was disappointed. i started to walk towards the tall clocktower builing in brooklyn which i knew was kind of close to my apartment. i walked a long time. i rested for a few minutes in a church and used their bathroom and their phone. they saw the ash in my hair and on my clothes and asked about my story. i can't remember what i told them. i kept walking and got hungry. i stopped in at a pita place, but quickly walked out when i heard them speaking in a middle eastern language. after asking for directions twice and using two more pay phones, i arrived back at my room and lay down on my bed. i talked to my roomates and used their phones. September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Mon, 17 Sep 2001 16:39:08 -0700 September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. ** a story ** Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email368.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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Title A name given to the resource September 11 Digital Archive Emails Description An account of the resource This collection contains emails which were sent or received on or around September 11, 2001. As of this writing individuals have submitted more than 1,500 correspondences. September 11 Email September 11 Email: Body The basic content, as unstructured text; sometimes containing a signature block at the end. Colleagues... For views on the way forward from here that are different > from the US TV drumbeat for vengeance, please check www.fpif.org, a site > -- supported by our colleagues in PSJ -- that draws on progressive US > foreign policy specialists. They have assembled quickly a strong set of > alternative voices. Michael September 11 Email: Date The local time and date when the message was written. Saturday, September 15, 2001 12:57 AM September 11 Email: To The email addresses, and optionally names of the message's recipients September 11 Email: From The email address, and optionally the name of the author. September 11 Email: CC The email addresses of those who received the message addressed primarily to another. September 11 Email: Subject A brief summary of the topic of the message. Alternative Views Forward Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource email16.xml 911DA Item Elements describing a September 11 Digital Archive item. 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