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To: Taro who wrote (379881)	4/23/2008 8:56:36 AM
From: michael97123	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1578750

Actually i saw only the second plane hit. In Jewish, i am what you would call a yenta. We heard about the first plane which at that time some thought to be a small plane. I worked three blocks away. Got there just in time for Plane #2. Ran east as glass and papers blew across the street. Circled back to where i worked, thinking we were going to go to work. But building was in lockdown. Then we saw the pentagon crash on TV at Fidelity office across the street. Then later on the rumbling of the first tower going down. Ran down lower broadway being chased by black cloud. Sure it was hiroshima and it was a nuke. Ran into a building, sat down to die. Thought about my life and wasnt scared of death one bit. Black cloud passed and i was alive. Stayed in the building until second tower came down. New black cloud, more folks covered in soot entered the building. After that my antennae said all clear. So i walked the five or six miles to my sons apt in brooklyn with tens of thousand other dazed New Yorkers. Jets roared overhead. Someone said dont be scared to a few hysterical folks, the're ours. By 4pm wound up in ER in Brooklyn with chest pains. I have a heart condition and my family insisted. Blood pressure thru the roof but was fine. Next day subway to railroad and home. My daughter and my one month old grandson picked me up at train station in NJ. When i saw the baby i cried like a baby myself. I was alive and had so much to live for. I cried for all those who died that day. Still do and never ashamed when i am overwhelmed by the memory.