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[These are quotes taken from a New York Magazine article around 10 years ago. They are all from firefighters] "doing funerals....getting the bunting, hanging the bunting...step by step... When it became a myth, the whole event... people were terrified, crapping their pants...a woman in the lobby...no legs...her face...like someone took it off with a saw. Why did I survive? ...None of 'em were ever found. Not even a tool. I didn't see victims. They were dust... When the wind blew, you couldn't grab them. long spears of glass...Huge panels turned into shards...a piece of window, a small piece....It's right here in my hands now. ...can't look at a plane landing"
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
"They were dust"--Firefighters Remember Sept. 11 (Found poetry)
[These are quotes taken from a New York Magazine article around 10 years ago. They are all from firefighters] "doing funerals....getting the bunting, hanging the bunting...step by step... When it became a myth, the whole event... people were terrified, crapping their pants...a woman in the lobby...no legs...her face...like someone took it off with a saw. Why did I survive? ...None of 'em were ever found. Not even a tool. I didn't see victims. They were dust... When the wind blew, you couldn't grab them. long spears of glass...Huge panels turned into shards...a piece of window, a small piece....It's right here in my hands now. ...can't look at a plane landing"
Not long after Sept. 11 I was getting stopped by tourists on the subway asking for directions to "Ground Zero." I was incredulous. I avoided the area until it was cleaned up. Now of course it is a memorial and an ongoing construction/development area.
scarlet-mccall
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
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