Remembering NYC a Week After 9/11
Posted on September 8, 2011 - by Stan Goldberg
“Daddy, please come,” my daughter said on September 11th. Together, we watched the towers fall. Me, from the safety of my San Francisco home. She, from an office building in Rockefeller Plaza, wondering if her friend survived. In August, I had scheduled a trip to visit her on September 18th. Nationwide, the planes were grounded and I didn’t know when the airports would reopen. But I knew I had get to New York. Mostly to give support to my daughter, but having grown up only100 miles from New York City, I felt an affinity not only with the city, but […]
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