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2002-09-11

I had just moved into my apartment after being homeless for three months with my husband and son. The morning of the 11th was the first day I could sleep late. My husband woke me up when the news of the first fire came across the television. I refused to wake. I kept saying ya a fire in a skyscraper so what. He said no wake up. He came into my room and turned on the television. Just as I woke and focused on the television. The second plan came in and hit tower two. I watched in horror as a building which I had visited many times as a kid with my grandparents, my parents and school burn. As much as I stared in horror I still believed everything would be okay.

I cried for almost a week straight. I still cry when the image comes across the news. I paused every once in a while with a tear falling down my cheek crying for those who were lost and the scars left in our country.

It took me four days to contact all my friends and family. Everytime I couldn't reach one I panicked. My little brother was the last to be found. Still unble to contact him my friend drove to his house with her 2 kids and knocked on his door. My family and friends were safe. I scanned the list everytime a new one came out to find out if someone I knew from school or home had perished. No one close to me perished. Only one name I knew was on the list:

Paul John Gill -- He was several years ahead of me at MArtin Luther HS but he was a name I KNEW. He was one of NY Fireman that perished.

To all those who lost a loved one GOD Bless you and yours.