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2002-01-07

Monday, January 07, 2002 12:56 AM
VIctim's Family!

My name is &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp. My husband &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp, a man of 6'2
205 lbs a beautiful man that I have been with for 26 years, was one of the
victims from the World Trade Center Attacks. He was working at &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp that day. On Sept. 11, 2001 my husband woke up at 5 a.m. in order
to get to work on time. I was working at nights at &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp, but it was
customary for me to drop &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp off at the Train station every morning. On
the drive to the train station that morning, &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp kept telling me how
much he loved me and our three daughters. He said that he would be home
early that day. Then he got out of the car, I watched him go down the stairs.

When I heard about the attacks my youngest daughter &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp and I walked to
Manhattan from our Queens home. We searched every hospital we could get to
and nothing. When I got home at 1:00 a. m my other two daughters &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp
20 (Who worked with her father in till March and lost
many close friends.) and &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp 22 went to Manhattan on foot as well. We
had no results till Sept 18 when the Detectives came and said that they had
recovered a third of &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp torso and an arm. My family and I went to
bury &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp at his birth land of &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp. On the 19 of November, I
went and had a fibrotic tumor removal on my breast, which left me on bed rest
for about two weeks and I still have two more tumor removals left. When I
had thought that the worst was over, the funeral home had called me on the 27
of November to tell me that they have found more of my husbands remains, they
found his legs. Since I was still in bed rest I had to postpone the burial of
my husbands remains because I was not able to fly. On the 19 of DEC with my
doctors OK I again went to &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp with my daughters and in-laws. When I
had returned from &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp one of my Uncles had died. The reason I am
telling you this is because nobody knows firsthand what the victims families
have gone through. Suffering isn't the word, it's more than torture. I
don't feel comfortable leaving my house just like many of the victims but I
know that I will go mad if I do. I am not telling you this to feel any pity
or sorrow but just to show what I as well as thousands of other people are
going through in this time. Please consider the needs of every single
individual young and old who has been affected by this tragedy. I have been
waiting for &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp to come home and I know that I'm not the only one
waiting for my husband, friend and father of my daughters, as I said I am
just one of thousands.

Sincerely,

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2002-01-07