I was reminded of a friend of ours who made a co-worker deliver legal documents to a firm above the 80th floor of the North Tower on Monday, September 10, 2001. (She worked at a law firm on NYC.) It was getting late in the day and he put up a fuss. Thought he should be able to deliver them the next day, in the morning.
He eventually delivered them that evening. Her resolve saved his life. I know if that were me I'd be sending that woman a dozen roses every September 10th.
We are the ones that won the lottery that day, when we look around and still see our loved ones with us. We can hug them again and again, and never forget to tell them we love them.
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Good post! Thanks Jay.
Through the past years...I'm afraid we were scarily forgetting how horrible this was....
...so many thousands....hundreds of thousands lives will never be the same.
In our church, at the time, parents of a bright young man told me their son had interned in one of the towers during the summer--(it might have been Cantor Fitzgerald-(where over 600 employees died that day)....he had left for home or college just the week before!!!!!!!!---man, that's close!..