The terror must have been unimaginable.
It's interesting how the human body and brain work. I don't remember being afraid on Sept. 11th. It was just about getting away from the dust cloud, getting in contact with my family, finding my girlfriend, and getting home safely.
The "terror" didn't come until later.
i didn't stop crying for two weeks after. i've always wondered if i made my son more serious than he otherwise would have been b/c of those two weeks.
i'm not sure we ever really get over that stuff.
To some extent, we are all just a sum of our experiences.
The fear and terror and sadness of Sept. 11th is one of mine, but so is the way NYC came together in the weeks and months afterwords.
Some of the experiences that make me most proud of being an American and a New Yorker happened in the aftermath of September 11th.