On September 11, 2001, I had actually woken up early (for me, at that time, pre-Phoebe). I had gotten up at 8 am so I could go with
Sari to vote in the N.Y. primary election being held that day. (The election was later cancelled and rescheduled.) Then Sari went off on the subway to work at her job near Madison Square Park in Manhattan, where her
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josh, i love "post-traumatic skyscraper anxiety." it too will probably be imprinted on my brain for some time.
i agree the motto should be "never again." how can any new yorker ever forget???
i still see every single airplane that passes overhead...
xJ
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