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2002-09-11

I arrived to my office late that day, it was 8:55a.m. My phone was ringing, it was my boyfriend in New York. He works on Pine Street and his building is a few blocks from the Trade Center, with a window view of the Twin Towers. He was very upset, he told me a plane had just hit one of the towers, and he was very worried about his best friend who worked in that tower. He had to find out if Jimmy was ok, he told me he would call me back in a few minutes.
He's next phone call was at about 9:00 a.m. He was pretty sure Jimmy was on his way down from the 25th floor and that he was hoping he was alright. As we were speaking, I heard yelling and screaming coming from the background of his office, as he told me that he was watching a second plane crash into the second tower. His building was shaking, people were screaming, his last words were," I'm outta here!!!!" I heard the phone hit his desk, and then silence. He was gone. I immediately tried to call back, busy. I tried his cell phone was seemed like a hundred times, busy.
My best friend called when the first tower fell, I left work and went to her house waiting to hear from Alex.
At 12:30p.m. he finally called. He amazingly made it home to CT. He drove over sidewalks, was the last vehicle over 2 bridges, before they were shut down. He was ok. But it would be almost 5:00pm that night before he would hear that Jimmy was ok.
Because he worked on Wallstreet, and in the financial industry, he lost at least a dozen, friends and business asssociates. Some he had known for almost 20 years. God Bless all who lost their lives that day. God Bless everyone of the Heros. Thank God, many more people didn't die. Let us never forget!!!! I know I never could.