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2002-09-13

On the morning of Septemer 11, 2001 I had just finished voting for the primary. My son and I had an appointment near the Brooklyn Bridge. We got on the #7 train to Manhattan. We were on the train for approximately 20 minutes out of Main Street, Flusing when we noticed that most of the passengers were looking out of the window. We were curious at what was going on so we joined them. At that moment we realized that one of the Twin Towers were on fire. I immediately pulled my cell phone out to call my brother who was a port authority police officer to warn him and to also see if he was alright. I didn't get a reponse. I tried two more times, again with no success. After my son and I reached our destination we came out of the subway. When we got to the street we looked up at the twin towers. That's when we realied that there was a plane in the building. My heart beated so fast. I said to myself, that this was not good. I again attempted to call my brother because I was really scared now. Again no answer. We then proceded to our destination. We were turned away and sent home. As we were approaching towards the subway, one of the buildings started falling down. My son and I ran through the streets as fast as we could, crying out for my brother. I was so scared and nervous. All I thought about was my brother. I felt a big gust from my heart, and I knew in my heart that my brother was in that building. We tried so hard to get out of Manhattan but there was no way. As we're walking towards the bridge, that's when the second building fell. Taxi's were full, buses wouldn't stop. We were then directed by the police to walk over the 59th Street bridge. After several hours, we finally made it home. We ten proceded to call my brother over and over. Again with no response. Two weeks after the attack my family and I got word that my brother's body was recovered. It was the most devastating thing you can imagine. It's been so difficult for us. We were such a close family. When you seen one of us, you would see us all. We miss him so much. He left beind a very close family. He left one brother and four sisters. He also left behind 3 children who reides in Texas. There were so many lives lost that day. I feel really bad for the families who didn't retrieve their loved ones remains. At least my family and I have some closer. I would like to thank everyone for their support and prayers. God Bless America.