Category: History

They Were All My Friends

The rest of the commute is uneventful, and I arrive at the Fulton Street station at around 8:50 AM. As I’m walking up the steps to John Street, there is a big commotion on the street and people are coming DOWN the staircase in a panic. This being NYC, I figure some idiots did something stupid (again), no big deal, and I shoulder my way to street level. Looking west, I can now see what’s going on. There is a fire in my building, looks to be a bit below my office on the 103rd floor of WTC1.

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