Hello to all on Orchid and Ellen (thanks for the touching letter!)
I grew up here in NYC and it would take thousands and thousands of
words to describe what I have seen and felt.
Everywhere and I mean everywhere you see memorials set up all over
the city-randomly in front of delis and office buildings- bus
shelters- in every single park and every firehouse I have seen from
Brooklyn to Manhattan.
Plastered on every sign post are smiling pictures of people - photos
from weddings, vacations, parites - at first these flyers were signs
of hope- of course these people got out! They are just in some
hospital uptown or even New Jersey! These images now haunt me and
everyone I know- We all know they are dead. One image in particular
sticks out in my mind - a pair of sisters who worked together in one
of the offices where no one so far has survived . They look like me
and my sisters. They look so happy. I have cried for their parents-
and I have cried for my parents- hoping they would never have to bury
their own childern. Walking to work has been a test of strength as I
pass each memorial- I try to act like the tough New Yorker I am
suppose to be.
My business partner just moved from St Thomas to New York recently- a
total Island girl. She is so horrified she is scared to leave her
apartment. I just nervously tease her as I walk her to and from work
I have seen cops hug strangers on the street- one cop tall and ruddy-
typical Irish cop (like family members of mine who have been cops)
hugged an entire arabic family in one swoop. They lost their sons at
WTC. I thought he would never let go.
I have seen fireman cry from exhaustion- firemen cry as they have
been promoted to fill the positions of their former dead supervisors.
My brother was a fireman- god I am so happy he had to stop because of
his health. I am so selfish and I feel guilty
Yesterday morning I saw the streets littered with young handsome New
York State troopers. Looking fresh because they just arrived - tall
and fit like young soldiers.
After work I spotted one state trooper nervously talking to a
coworker- he went to ground zero and he said now he can begin to
understand the word war. God, I do not want to understand that word.
Again, I am being selfish.
Take care everyone.
My thoughts are with everyone