So many myths ... half truths devised to appease the minds of the ones left behind. Snippets of my life should be flashing before my eyes. The struggle to get here, the emergency call, the image of the plane crashing into the Tower, the woman I picked on a bar just yesterday, divorcing my wife, losing my child, becoming a father, the decision to become a fireman, the necessity to drop out of law school, knocking Tanya up, coming to America ... but none of this matters.
There is only a number ... of years, days, hours, minutes ... 20 years, 6 days, 12 hours and 48 minutes. It keeps repeating itself like a mantra ... a prayer for the unforgettable face of my first love, the one to whom life didn't allow me to return. 20 years, 6 days, 12 hours and 48 minutes since I left her standing at our meadow, crying the tears that I never meant for her to shed. 20 years, 6 days, 12 hours and 48 minutes since my heart was broken never to be mended. 20 years, 6 days, 12 hours and 48 minutes since I lost the future that was never meant to be. And then there was just a second ...
Just a second to remember her face as I stood mesmerized by the sight of the crashing ceiling about to turn that place into my grave. In the 78th floor of World Trade Center's South Tower, fate had scheduled a meeting with me and the other unfortunate souls trapped in that inferno of hate and heat. As I embraced my destiny there was just the memory of her face and the sweet oblivion of life interrupted.
AN: September 11, 2001 the World Trade Center was attacked by terrorists of the Al-Qaeda. The first plane hit the North Tower at 8:46 p.m., seventeen minutes later a second plane hit the South Tower. The impact hole in the South Tower extended from the 78th to the 84th floor. At 9:59 a.m. the South Tower collapsed. A recording confirms that at least two men reached the crash zone: Battalion Chief Orio J. Palmer and Fire Marshal Ronald P. Bucca – both men died. The attacks claimed the souls of 2.753 people amongst whom 343 were firemen or paramedics (Source: New York Magazine – ).
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