A moving first-person account
Tuesday, October 4th, 2005I have never met Jonathan Segal.
But I know that he was present near the World Trade Center on the morning of September 11th, 2001. Unlike 3000 others that day, he went home to his family that night. On September 13th, he wrote an account of the events he had witnessed.
A few months later, he moved his family to Fiji, where I imagine they reside still.
On the morning of September 11th, 2001, I was asleep with my wife Lauren in Berkeley, California. That day was for us, what it must have been for many Americans. A day of disbelief pervaded by the sensation that something inside you was being recalibrated.
I had not been in New York since October, 1999 — prior to the Attack – and did not return to New York until June, 2004.
In February, 2005, an acquaintance of mine (and friend of Jonathan) showed me his account: (more…)