A Remembrance for 9/11
As we enter into the New Year, let us remember those we lost. We mourn. We Remember. We Continue. Remembering 9/11.
Standing in the middle of a crowd on 6th avenue and West 4th Street alongside thousands of people marching up from Wall Street, turning around to watch the 2nd Tower fall and realizing there was a dead silence on the street. Not a moan, a cry, a hum, a bird tweeting, a fire engine screaming…just silence. And all I could think of was Edgar’s line in King Lear:
The worst is not So long as we can say ‘This is the worst.’
In that moment, the worst had happened because no one had words for it and could not speak aloud about what they were witnessing.
Remembering 9/11 today and our then Wall St. colleagues at Cantor Fitzgerald as well as the downtown Police and Fire precincts. Some of those guys I never saw again. That was hard.
Remembering running to St. Vincent’s Hospital to do anything — donate…
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