story808.xml

story808.xml

story is like every other story on that day. I was horrifeid and angry at the same time. i was stunned. As I walked to my office through Central Park at 110th and onto Fifth Avenue, a homeless man greeted me with such a warm smile that will always haunt me. I will never forget that day. I remember the clothes I wore and recently, I wore the same shoes. I tried to get home as soon as I could. It toook me all day and fianlly arrived in Weehawken, New Jersey at about 8 pm.
From Boulevard East, which is a promenade facing the city, I looked in disbelief at the smoke and the skyline forever changed. When I fianlly got home and saw images on tv of people plunging to their deaths rather than face being incenerated, I cried for hours. I cried for an awful lot of people who I never knew.
New Yorkers are people who come from all over...the city changes us. We belong instantly to it.

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2002-06-19