Almost nine months later, and a detailed story about September 11 will still make me teary and sick to my stomach. “102 Minutes” is an excellent Times feature that tells stories of what went on inside the towers the morning of the attack, pulled together from e-mails and phone calls from people trapped inside, and video footage and eyewitness reports of what went on. It’s brutal to read.
The smarmy memorial pieces and the constant references to the day don’t trouble me one bit. Any time I read any detailed reports of what happened that day, however — any time I’m reminded of the enormity of the disaster and the shock of the whole experience — my stomach does the same flip-flops all over again.
same here
same with me, must be in the genes. xox
Ditto. Although I live 2500 miles away, with growing up in NYC and still having family and friends there, it still hit me hard and even now, 9 1/2 months later, I still get choked up. I heard a news item on CNN last night that a study was done (forgot by who) that discovered that smoking and drinking have both took a big increase since then.
Smoking? Drinking? Yeah, that sounds about right…
Apparently my cousins’ stepmother worked at Cantor Fitzgerald, so she didn’t have a chance, of course. Reading 102 Minutes just was heartwrenching. (They didn’t mention her, but plenty of her colleagues.) Jesus. I have no words.