MJ wrote:

Sorry to be so macabre but it kinda feels good to remember her, even though I didn’t know her so well.

No worries man, that was a very good little write-up on her. Thanks for sharing her story

A little something on Rosemary Smith, just because no one should forget those that died that day…

http://www.silive.com/september11/lr/index.ssf?/september11/lr/smith.html

Sorry to be so macabre but it kinda feels good to remember her, even though I didn’t know her so well.

to me, it seems like a long time ago. I am roughly the age of Phil Hughes (1 month younger), so 8 years in my life is a big chunk of time. I will, however, never forget where I was when it happened. That 2nd period gym class, sophomore year of high school, will forever be etched in my mind. I looked back at your post from last year, I guess I had missed it then, and wow MJ I had no idea you were there. If you don’t mind me asking, were you in the tower when it was hit? Either way, glad your here.

Last night, I was even reminded of this tragedy when I watched Cloverfield for the first time (decent flick). When the buildings are getting tossed and collapsing, and the dust is flowing everywhere…I couldn’t stop thinking about the tv images of the dust flowing after the towers had collapsed. I don’t think I’ll ever look at a building coming down the same way (even when they are imploded/exploded/taken down on purpose)

@ YankCrank:
Yep, 58th floor, working for Brown & Wood LLP. Fortunately our company only lost one employee: Rosemary Smith.

Thanks for the kind words, YankCrank.

MJ wrote:

I was in One World Trade Center at the time of the attack and I can say with 99.9% degree of certainty that I am one of the last 200 or so survivors from the building.

Wow MJ, that’s incredible. I had no clue you were in the WTC when it was struck…thankfully you made it out of there in time.

I was in One World Trade Center at the time of the attack and I can say with 99.9% degree of certainty that I am one of the last 200 or so survivors from the building. Today is one of those days that is just surreal to me. On the one hand, I can’t help but think about 9/11/01 and on the other hand, I’m not at all attracted to all the memorials and other hoopla that surrounds the day. I just want to get through the day, put in my eight hours at work, go home and turn on the ballgame (if there even is one…as I write this, the skies have opened and it’s monsooning…).