Clearly I should have read this two days ago, on the actual day. I’m reblogging this because Susannah has a powerful way of expressing things and she was actually there and she’s right that we should remember. In a lot of ways I don’t want to remember September 11, at least I don’t want to remember and relive all the pain and heartache of that day. But still, we shouldn’t forget.
I live right near the Frank E. Campbell Funeral Chapel, and on the night of September 11th I went there to see if there was anything I could do: answer phones, comfort someone, that sort of thing.
When I walked in their side door on 80th Street you could have heard a pin drop. Not one casualty so far, same as the hospital where I had just been giving blood. Dominick, one of the directors said, what they had expected hadn’t happened, at least not yet, but then while talking, a hearse pulled up.
The first fatality to be brought in was Father Mychal Judge, the beloved Chaplain of The New York Fire Department who, when he heard what had happened, rushed downtown to help. When the South Tower collapsed he was killed instantly.
There’s a famous photograph of firefighters carrying him out of the…
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September 14th, 2015 at 12:11 am
thanks for sharing David.
September 17th, 2015 at 7:53 pm
You’re most welcome.