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One Sunny Morning
“I am prepared to die, but there is no cause for which I am prepared to kill.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi From the 104th Floor A Poem by Leda Rodis When the plane hit the building rocked first to the right then to the left, and outside all the skyscrapers of New York seemed to tremble. The alarms screamed louder than we did, and I knew it was time to get away. It’s funny what you notice: a pen rolling across the floor my screen saver flicker and go off a picture of you and me at Coney Island. So much to leave behind. And yet so little. Running down the hall I remembered my mother taking me to…
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I remember…..
I remember……..driving to work that bright, sunny day. I remember……..listening to the radio as they talked about a horrible accident ~ a plane had hit the World Trade Center, North Tower. I remember…..arriving at the office and telling everyone to turn on the television in the conference room, there had been an accident. I remember…..watching in horror as the second plane deliberately flew into the South Tower and it exploded into flames. I remember…..being afraid by all the events of the day. I remember…..wondering how in the world they would ever put those fires out….only to witness immediately after my thought the South Tower collasping and then the North Tower a short time…