I work on 25th Street in Manhattan. I have family that work in other areas of the city. All have been accounted for. I am no longer in disbelief. I had a lot of time with which to cool the anger I felt(and still feel to some degree), during my adventures in leaving the city. At this point I am mostly sad, and yet I am greatful for the solidarity which seems to have pervaded the "civilized" world.

I will never forget the mass of people walking straight down Broadway, all eyes focused on the flaming towers of the World Trade Center. I will never forget the anguish I felt and shared with co-workers and strangers alike after the first Tower collapsed, and again when the second Tower fell. I will never forget the look of concern on the faces of volunteer workers as they helped depart from ferries and trains in our journey home.

I've already done a bit of writing, and posted some of my thoughts on my website. They can be found here.

Tomorrow(September 13, 2001) I return to work. My thoughts and prayers are with those who have lost loved ones, or who are still waiting for news.

Amel - f.k.a. - kel