It was during Christmas Eve 1997 and I was just got out from St. Patrick’s Cathedral, which is located at 5th Ave, between 50th and 51st St., after attending a seven o’clock Christmas Eve’s mass in there. Then I started walking for a few blocks to the Fifth Ave. subway station to take the E or F train to get home. Next, I took the first available train that arrived, which was the F train; not knowing that something bizarre was going to happen to me in that train.

There were not that many passengers in that particular car that I was in, there were only about six to eight commuters including myself. I could tell from the heavy shopping bags, which they were carrying that they were mostly last-minute Christmas shoppers. I assumed that most Ne

Oh, no! I can’t die now! I’ve promised to meet Charlie, my lover, tomorrow morning! (It was a pretty silly dying thought, but that was what happened). Besides, I didn’t have a chance to call my parents and say “Merry Christmas” to them. What a tragic accident to be killed on Christmas Eve, all alone in a subway train, with a bunch of strangers, in a strange city!

w Yorkers were home and spent their Christmas Eve dinner with their families and friends.

Once I arrived at the Grand Ave. Newtown station, an MTA employee gave an announcement through the speaker that all commuters had to get out of the train and took the next available train. So I got out, waited for a few minutes, and took the next available train to Forest Hills. As soon as I got home, I quickly went straight to my bedroom, bent on my knees, and I prayed. I thanked God for giving me a chance to continue my dear, short, precious life.

I had seen worst type of situation many times in movies and television, and thought that I wouldn’t be panicked if these types of stressful circumstances happened to me. However, in a real life situation, I was panicked, hysterical, and highly emotional without knowing what to do next. In a split second, I was having a conversation with my own self, and saying,

Luckily, a minute aft

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