Bikini Mod
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I was on the ICQ with The Ranger and I thought for sure he was fucking with me (he was always SUCH a cutup) when he told me what was happening. I didn't believe him until I left my PC and turned on the TV (I never watched TV).
My exbrotherinlaw was uncharacteristically late to work that morning. He worked for Dean Witter. As his train finally pulled into the station and he tried to come up the steps he and all the others were forced back down into the subway from the smoke and ash. His son worked for another brokerage firm was in a building facing the twin towers. He saw it all - hundreds up people screaming for help and plummeting to their deaths when they desperately jumped.
My ex and I had not been divorced yet and was visibly shaken by what had happened as the family did not know about my exbro-in-law or his son for many hours. We had one of 2/3 lucid conversations since we split. He said that he didn't want to fight and that he would settle because now he saw how truly short life was.
Ironically his brother has since died (from AIDS) but he just keeps on breathing.
It's also my niece's birthday.... so it is a wierd feeling for us. The first time ever as an American I saw tanks rolling down the streets.... the same reason why my parents moved here - to avoid that. I suppose none of us are truly safe or free... are we?
My exbrotherinlaw was uncharacteristically late to work that morning. He worked for Dean Witter. As his train finally pulled into the station and he tried to come up the steps he and all the others were forced back down into the subway from the smoke and ash. His son worked for another brokerage firm was in a building facing the twin towers. He saw it all - hundreds up people screaming for help and plummeting to their deaths when they desperately jumped.
My ex and I had not been divorced yet and was visibly shaken by what had happened as the family did not know about my exbro-in-law or his son for many hours. We had one of 2/3 lucid conversations since we split. He said that he didn't want to fight and that he would settle because now he saw how truly short life was.
Ironically his brother has since died (from AIDS) but he just keeps on breathing.
It's also my niece's birthday.... so it is a wierd feeling for us. The first time ever as an American I saw tanks rolling down the streets.... the same reason why my parents moved here - to avoid that. I suppose none of us are truly safe or free... are we?