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I was at work - in a meeting and the individual's whose office it was had a news site up on her computer, she turned to look at the screen and said, "oh my god, a plane hit the World Trade Center." At the same moment, my boss got on the overhead and called everyone into the main conference room, and we watched the second plane hit ... freaked ...
... I can remember the first feeling I experienced was the need to be on the boat fishing either down in Islamorada on the Down Town flat for bonefish or drifting off Montauk for albies and stripers ... weird how that was my security blanket of sorts ...
My dad's company was previously on the 19th floor of one of the World Trade Center buildings ... he helped his floor get out of the building when it was bombed by the van back in 1991 or whenever that happened. The man who took over my father's position when my dad retired, moved the company in July to Jersey City ... everyone in the company was furious until 9/11 less than two months later ...
But more whacked things were happening that day in my life ... altholugh none compared to what was going on for the people who were victimized.
Doc - hats off to you for helping everyone.
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