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2002-09-11

I woke up at 6:00 A.M. as usual and turned on my television as I always do. Then, I went through my physical therapy routine. After that, I went and got myself a can of beer to drink after washing my face and hands. I put on a robe and prepared to call my cousin, whom I call Aunt Ruby because she is my mother's age, to talk about helping her son work on his case in order to get out of prison. However; before I could get around to actually calling her, "Good Morning America" was interupted to confront me with the images of this particular event to my amazement. I actually thought that it was a hoax for a while. I finally realized that this was a real occurrance as the coverage continued. The great majority of the remainder of the day was spent by me on the telephone trying to contact various relatives in an attempt to determine the fate of my nephew and his family, who live in Washington D. C., and two of my cousins that live in New York and New Jersey. I was relived to find out that all of them were fine later in the evening following finally being able to reach and talk to them or other family members by late that night. At this point, I began to feel sympathy and ire for and with others that were not as fortunate as I.