9-11

​I am writing this on September 11, 2024.  It has been 23 years since the fateful day the twin towers were hit in New York City.  We were living in Brooklyn at the time.  Two blocks from our house we had a perfect view of those huge towers.

We were to be in Tennessee the day it happened.  We had come home for Tommy to have open heart surgery.  The car was packed and ready to go back to the city, but they weren't allowing anyone in so we had to wait a week before we could go back.

We often went into Manhattan to purchase half price tickets to Broadway plays.  We always went early so would have been there about the time the towers were hit.

One day we had gone into the city to purchase tickets and were standing in line with a woman.  We started talking to her while waiting,  We found out she was from Boston but was living in the city because her husband had been hired as security for the towers.  She told us she missed Boston and was anxious to go home.  As we stood there waiting for the TKTS Booth to open she mentioned somewhere in the conversation that she had only brought a credit card to get her tickets.  We told her she had to have cash at the half price booth.  We also told her that we would loan her the money.  (Sometimes we aren't real bright!)  

It turned out well though and she gave us a check that didn't bounce.  She also invited us for supper at the apartment she and her husband had rented.  It was down at the south end of the Island where one had a good view of the statue of liberty.

We had a wonderful time that night and I will tell you the story she told us that night in my next blog.  

We assumed that the couple were Christians, but the more we talked over supper at their apartment, we realized that they were Mormon.  

He told us that he would take us up to the top of the twin towers sometime and we wouldn't have to pay.  There was a fee if you went past a certain floor.  I have thought many times "what if we had picked THAT day to take him up on his kind offer?"

The day the planes hit, I tried all day to call them, to no avail.  I never heard from them again.  I have often wondered if he was up in the top part of one of the towers that day and wasn't able to make it out.  I wonder if she ended up going back to Boston.  So many things I wonder but will never know.

I don't even remember their names now, but every time I think about 9/11 I wonder.

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