And the second thing I remember is: the weather. This may seem odd. But if you were in NYC on that day, then you know exactly what I am talking about. On Monday, September 10, it had rained. An awful, gray, chilly, wet, dreary day. … He opened the car door, delighted that he would be on time for an early meeting. … I thought maybe it was the opening line of a weird joke; “Hey! Did you …. There were cars for blocks and people were fighting and yelling at each other. …

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Memories of September 11, 2001 « Tammy Bruce