9-1-1 Memories


9-1-1

Jeanne,  ©2006

The week before 9-1-1, or September 11th 2001, I was listening to the Bob Grant Show on WOR radio NYC, and the big issue was whether or not the U.S. National Anthem should be played at the U.S. Open Tennis Championship. The controversy was that it might seem “jingoistic”. The aforementioned argument was dwarfed by 9-1-1, and disappeared onto the ash-heap of idiotic Left-Wing history. I thought it was symptomatic of a spoiled and ungrateful population, that this should have been an issue. Then later in the day on 9-11, Congress stood on the steps of the Capitol and sang “God Bless America”. This show of unity, predictably, lasted a few weeks, and then the same ol’ America haters began the Blame Game. I attended a seminar in October 2001, with members of the press at Princeton University’s Woodrow Wilson School of Public Policy, where leftist David Corn and others took immense pleasure in blaming the new administration for 9-1-1. Congresswoman Cynthia McKinney began bleating in 2002 that President Bush was to blame for 9-1-1. Hardly surprising, that, coming from a follower of Louis Farrakhan. People forget that the White House was trashed by the Clinton administration’s staff–computer systems completely destroyed, et cetera, and that the usual transition period for a new president had been shortened by four months. The resultant scrambling, quick catch-up that the Bush administration went through for nine months prior to 9-1-1 was a distraction planned by the Clintons as part of their scorched-earth policy, certainly causing them much satisfaction, and oh, yes–remember the terrorist attack on the USS Cole? That was but one of the terroristic acts of murderous sabotage that occurred on President Clinton’s watch. And if I had time right now, I could cite a lot of other things that really stink about the lead-up to 9-1-1–like Egyptian World Trade Center bomber Mohammad Atta meeting with Saddam Hussein in February, 2001.

Thank You, 9-1-1 Heroes

Twin Towers, St. James Church; July 1998

Ladder 8 Firefighters (Twin Towers in Background, photo by Jeanne) Click Images to Enlarge (all photos 1998 copyright Jeanne)

Ladder 8 lost one man, Lieutenant Vincent Halloran, in the Twin Towers. These heroes survived (photo 1998 copyright Jeanne).

Labels: 9-1-1, Ladder 8, Manhattan firefighters

My Local Paper, 9-18-2001

The Todd Beamer obituary continues on the second image. Click it to enlarge. And then there is the obit of my old friend whom I worked with in the English-Speaking Union, Henry Chace Tatnall. I’d gone to his wedding, and would go to his memorial service. The 9-1-1 experience was such that everyone was on needles and pins at the church. We still expected anything to happen, for months on end afterwards. Now, people forget, and conspiracy theorists around the world,who hate America, even in Russia, are making 9-1-1 their plaything. Real people saw the planes crash into the towers, and real people died in them.

The tiny Ivy League town Princeton Borough had a heavy cloud of yellow-gray smoke hanging over it at 5:00 a.m. on September 12th, 2001, as I picked up my very truncated issue of the Wall Street Journal from my front porch. The WSJ had moved their HQ during the night, to North Brunswick just up the road from Princeton. The air smelled like burning metal, among other unidentifiable odors. I had been at Princeton Racquet Club the morning before, and one of the owners/coaches (Colleen Cosgrove & Judy) whispered something to the other one, who expressed shock. When asked what was wrong, they said they’d tell us after class in fifteen minutes. I asked if another building had been blown up in nearby Manhattan–I had been waiting for the second shoe to drop since 1993, when the first bombing of the World Trade Center was done. I was in Manhattan that day in February, 1993, and it was total chaos as people tried to leave the tiny island. She said, “Yes–but worse”, and I told my tennis colleague, Cynthia Miner, that this was going to be the news story for a long time to come. I went home and saw another plane fly into the Twin Towers. There was a brief report on WPIX later that day, showing jubilation in Jersey City, where the blind sheik lived who orchestrated the 1993 attack on the World Trade Center. They were finally successful–after all, the first attack had been centered in the garage of the complex,  and “only” killed six people.

I had a red and white sign produced by the Times of Trenton: “U.S. Attacked by Terrorists”, which had fallen from the newspaper box on Nassau St., walking distance from my place That was a very strange collectors’ item. I also had the Wanted: Dead or Alive New York Post cover, depicting Osama bin Laden, which I hung up on one of my big trees facing Nassau Street, together with another sign pleading for unity.

A few months later, 9-1-1 hero Todd (and wife Lisa) Beamer’s baby was born in Princeton Medical Center.

~~Copyright M-Jeanne de M. de St. A © 2006

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