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Through The Eyes Of A Local Fireman

It was a regular day in New York. Wake up, go to school, work, come home at ten o’clock, and then retire for the night. Yes, it was a simple like not much action going on. Most of the day had progressed; the time was roughly ten forty-five eleven o’clock. All of a sudden we heard a big BOOM!! (Me I’m no regular New Yorker, I’m a Long Island boy. That sound was not part of my everyday life.) I was sitting in French class at the time (The class was really boring, not that Mme Avari was a bad teacher, she was awesome. I’m just not multilingual.) Since I sat the closest to the window, as well as being a New York State EMT, I rushed over to the window to see what had happened. The second I looked out side, a vast Mysterious Black cloud hovered in the clear blue sky. Being a fireman as well my instincts were going off like an early morning alarm clock. My first instinct was “Oh, don’t worry it’s just another house fire or propane tank. Secondly I figured that it was much bigger than it appeared to be. I had no idea at this point how right I was.

As I awaited my pager to sound, my principal gets on the loud speaker and announces for everyone to stay calm. With a

deep sigh and a horrified voice she announced that the twin towers had been stuck by an aircraft. Soon after my pager went off and I then knew how genuine the issue was. I rushed out side as fast as possible, running from the fourth floor of my school, skipping steps, dodging scared students left and right. As I was running down the steps I met up with Bobby and Steve, we all had the same worried and scared look on our faces. The second we arrived out side darting across the lawn, 552 and 554 our 94ft tower ladder (one of the largest on L.I.) come whipping

By the time we arrived both towers had fallen, and many of our NYC brothers were in the buildings. The tears of remorse started to fall from my eyes, wiping them away I thought about all the innocent people that had died as well. As we arrived the sight was just horrifying, people were covered in ash and dust, cars were crushed, windows were broken, rubble everywhere, and the streets were covered in grey. We all got our S.C.O.T. packs ready and rushed over to help. Stepping over mounds of steel, dust and even sometimes things that looked like body parts. (I can tell you when a person goes in for training it’s really

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Mysterious Black, Southern Belt, Bobby Steve, WIFE MISSING, JUDGEMENT DAY”, York Wake, Sleeps” September, I’m Island, Mme Avari, Living York, windows broken,