Oh shit. Jerk my heart. I guess everybody has a 9/11 story and maybe someday the best will be collected in an anthology. This one should be included.
The BBC collected some in a book I have now lost. They included a transcript of a 911 call from a young woman trapped in an elevator. “The floor is getting hot!” she exclaimed.
Last weekend, I was narrator for "110 Stories" a show written by Sarah Tuft, comprised completely of remembrances of first responders and survivors of 9/11. She was a volunteer at ground zero and as she delivered food and water to the walking wounded, she asked for and received many of their stories. It is being performed in over 70 venues this weekend. For our program, we cast members were asked not for our bios, but for our own stories of that day.
Mine was pretty simple. On that day, the world stood still. Beginning with a jarring phone call out of the blue at 8:00, I literally STOOD in front of the TV all day and watched the hell that was happening in real time. Outside, in my remote area of the Texas hill country, there literally was not a sound. No planes in the air. No cars on the roads. Not even birds in the trees.
Oh shit. Jerk my heart. I guess everybody has a 9/11 story and maybe someday the best will be collected in an anthology. This one should be included.
The BBC collected some in a book I have now lost. They included a transcript of a 911 call from a young woman trapped in an elevator. “The floor is getting hot!” she exclaimed.
Oh damn. Oh damn damn damn.
Thanks. Greg. This stuff runs deep.
Last weekend, I was narrator for "110 Stories" a show written by Sarah Tuft, comprised completely of remembrances of first responders and survivors of 9/11. She was a volunteer at ground zero and as she delivered food and water to the walking wounded, she asked for and received many of their stories. It is being performed in over 70 venues this weekend. For our program, we cast members were asked not for our bios, but for our own stories of that day.
Mine was pretty simple. On that day, the world stood still. Beginning with a jarring phone call out of the blue at 8:00, I literally STOOD in front of the TV all day and watched the hell that was happening in real time. Outside, in my remote area of the Texas hill country, there literally was not a sound. No planes in the air. No cars on the roads. Not even birds in the trees.
Did anyone watch "Memory Box"?
Greg. This took my breath away.
Can confirm, even where I was in East TX that day the morning was gorgeous. Perfect sky, temperature, air.
I was dreamily walking to my accounting class at ~7:50 am (8:50 eastern) thinking about what a perfect day it was.
It changed US forever.
Thanks for the great podcast w/ Noel.