I cannot imagine the scene that unfolded in that place.
I KNOW folks were frantically trying to find a stairwell that was passable even if it would be HELLISH trying to descend through fire, smoke and rubble. I cannot imagine trying every resource available and then realizing that there is NO HOPE of getting out alive. I think I would have jumped. Burning to death is one of my biggest fears in life. I pray that each and every one of them "fell" straight into God's arms that day.
I get sick to my stomach and mad as H whenever I think about that day.
I chose not to listen to the tapes. I don't need to see the planes crashing or hear the abject terror and frightful pain the victims were in to understand the stakes involved in this war. I hope that many other Americans, whether they remind themselves daily or not, will have that comprehension.