Earlier, I had worked in the WTC, in building 5, 6th floor, but my boss didn't think the buildings were safe. From what I understand, Government buildings (the WTC was owned by the NY & NJ Port Authority) do not always follow, or are required to follow building and saftey codes. There were many we learned of during the time the company leased WTC space.
In the mornings, your desk and chairs would be covered with asbestos dust. Personally, I am very, very happy that our office moved to another location in mid city.
While working in the WTC, I banked in the underground concourse with Marine Midland Bank, and had not changed my account to another location or bank as yet. I had an appointment with Marine Midland that morning at 8:30 to make some changes.
It was also Primary Election Day in NY and many had the day off to vote. I called and asked if I could change my appointment to 9:00am so I could vote first. I left the voting area and took the subway to the WTC but before I arrived the train stopped short of the WTC due to "Police Action at the WTC." I hate being stranded in a subway, so I decided to go home and change the appointment to another day. When I got home I discovered the first plane had hit. I went to the room and saw the 2nd plane hit.
I left the house and ran down the Westside Highway towards the WTC. As I ran, I passed people covered with white dust like they had been hit with a sack of flour. Most were silent and the atmosphere was eerie and almost like I was in a twilight zone! There were some soft sobs and some yelling into cell phones pleading "please answer, please answer and tell me you are okay", etc. But otherwise you heard only sirens.
I could see lots of smoke, but the buildings were still standing. Just as I got about half way there, the first building fell. That was little after 9m., I think...time had just stopped, it seemed! I decided not to go further since there were so many running, yelling, and crying people headed towards me and police and emeregency equipment going the oppposit way. Then the 2nd bulding fell (a friend of mine was on that flight)! I couldn't believe it, it was like the world was coming to an end!
The triage center was at Chelsea Piers a couple of blocks from my house. Unfortunately, from what I understand, there was very little need or no need at all for a triage center. There just was no one to bring there. The few that need medical aid went directly to the hospitals.
I knew 34 people who died that day here in NYC. They included friends, neighbors, colleagues with whom I had worked, and a boss tht I had worked for. It was an awful, awful day as were the months and years to follow. I am afraid that I will never really get the images out of my mind. I still have bad dreams occasionally.
May those that perished, all Rest in Peace, and those left behind find their own peace. Let us never let this happed again!