story6221.xml
Title
story6221.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-12
911DA Story: Story
having grown up in new jersey, with the new york skyline in my window everyday, i felt heartbroken at the sights.
my eight year old son was at school that day, with a fever. so when they called to pick him up, i went right over. to my surprise, he started to cry when we got into my van. when i asked him what was the matter, he just asked if my dad or my brother were working in new york that morning,"be-cause some really bad things were happening over there."
it broke my heart even more.
my dad and brother are telephone guys, and also volunteer firemen in new jersey. this hurt them both to the core. my brother called me later that day to see if we were ok, and he just felt the need to go over. at that time they weren't letting any one in still. he was able to let me know that while he never got over to help, they guys were able to get to ellis island. unfortunatly, they weren't needed. there were no injured to be brought that far. they had all perished. they later were able to work at the dump, going through debris. not much, but it was what they needed to do.
i later came to learn of three people that i have known in my life had died that day.
father judge was a priest at my parish in new jersey before working in new york, st. joe's, east rutherford.
steven strobert was a neighbor of my husbands from secaucus, nj.
and micheal tanner was the husband of my old boss, also from secaucus.
on this 9/11, i was drawn to the tv to hear those three names read. i was only able to hear two. steven and micheal. as i turned off the tv, i grabbed my 19 month old boy, and went to church. i sat and lite three candles and said three prayers. one for each who i had known.
for those that knew more, or lost there own, my love and prayers are for you also.
my eight year old son was at school that day, with a fever. so when they called to pick him up, i went right over. to my surprise, he started to cry when we got into my van. when i asked him what was the matter, he just asked if my dad or my brother were working in new york that morning,"be-cause some really bad things were happening over there."
it broke my heart even more.
my dad and brother are telephone guys, and also volunteer firemen in new jersey. this hurt them both to the core. my brother called me later that day to see if we were ok, and he just felt the need to go over. at that time they weren't letting any one in still. he was able to let me know that while he never got over to help, they guys were able to get to ellis island. unfortunatly, they weren't needed. there were no injured to be brought that far. they had all perished. they later were able to work at the dump, going through debris. not much, but it was what they needed to do.
i later came to learn of three people that i have known in my life had died that day.
father judge was a priest at my parish in new jersey before working in new york, st. joe's, east rutherford.
steven strobert was a neighbor of my husbands from secaucus, nj.
and micheal tanner was the husband of my old boss, also from secaucus.
on this 9/11, i was drawn to the tv to hear those three names read. i was only able to hear two. steven and micheal. as i turned off the tv, i grabbed my 19 month old boy, and went to church. i sat and lite three candles and said three prayers. one for each who i had known.
for those that knew more, or lost there own, my love and prayers are for you also.
Collection
Citation
“story6221.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 16, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/7790.