I finally get through to Detroit, to Mom’s relief. She listens intently to my eyewitness report, outraged at the loss of human life, and we both suspect the Muslim Fundamentalists.

After a day of watching the cataclysm on T.V. we retire, but I wake up at 4:00 am with the “tape” of my horrific vision of the collapsing Tower playing in my mind over and over. I try to escape by reading SciFi.

Around 6:00 am I encounter my neighbor and her friend on the elevator. He was late yesterday to his job in the World Trade Center. “Now I’ve got nowhere to go” he says sadly, as they exit. His job has vanished and who knows how many of his coworkers are gone?

We are at war and this is the beginning of a new historical era. This is not just a criminal act, but an attack by evil on the symbol of America and Western Civilization, and what this immigrant boy holds dear.

I will never forget September 11, 2001, (911!?).