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2002-09-12

I was in a meeting at work when the AVP cam in and announced that there was some kind of National emergency. We found out moments later that a plane had crashed into one the towers at the World Trade Center. I immediately became paniced because my younger sister was working on the 101st floor of One World Trade Center. I ran back to my office and started calling anyone I knew who could give information about Lorraine. I really started to panic when I was unable to reach family or friends on Staten Island,
in New York City. I called my roommate and asked him to pick me up at work, as I was in no condition to drive my car. We rushed to Colonia, NJ where my eldest brother lives. It was then I found out my sister was missing and my mother had suffered a heart attack upon hearing the horrific news. We gathered our family together to begin the horrible and torturous wait for news of our "little" sister. Many weeks went by and eventually we had to face the awful truth that Lorraine wasn't coming home.
It has been a year since that horrible day, yet time has been powerless to ease the pain of our loss. Lorraine's husband seems lost without her and the lives of my bothers and sisters can never be the same. My mother's pain is of course the worst of all. The happiness has gone out of her eyes and I don't think we'll ever see it again.
In Lorraine's honor I ask that future generations remember the horrific events of Sept 11 2001 and make sure this type of horror never happens again. I would not want anyone to endure the pain that those of us who lost a family member or a friend has had to endure.