I don’t often reblog posts from other writers. But this really touched my heart today. Hope you read it.
I was in my office on the top floor of the converted Victorian house. I always arrived an hour and a half before the center opened so I could get some uninterrupted work done. That morning I was engrossed in making plans for our upcoming annual banquet when the client services director arrived. She came in through the back door and called up the stairs, “Have you been listening to the radio?”
“A plane just flew into the World Trade Center!”
I raced down the steep staircase and flipped on the tv in one of the counseling rooms.
As we watched the tower collapse, a second plane flew into the second tower. Suddenly we were aware that the first had been no accident. We stood there stunned and sick. The world had gone mad and life would never be the same.
Soon the volunteers started…
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