9-11-2001

Written by: Maurice Doubleday on Sep 11, 2008 9:41 AM EDT

My daughter was 3 months even when I woke up late from a codeine hangover thanks to bronchitis. There they were. Constant slow motion shots of planes and buildings. What was this? I  sat in fear as I recognized finally that where I married my wife had been blown to bits. Stupidly I drove to Boston for errands. No idea that the planes came from Logan I was stopped and searched near the Tobin Bridge. Fortunately they were cool with me and 45 minutes later I was on my way.

See, I knew 30 people below 14th street. The ashen grey footage of Third Avenue scared me like a snuff video. The buildings where I saw the most beautiful view in the world was gone. It was like blowing up Mt. Fuji. Bostonians don't fly and New Yorkers are at orange alert.

Sadness creeps as I watch my city die. The toughest couldn't stop their God's will.  But why not the Grand Canyon or Mount Rushmore. Why not evacuate the planes in one airport and hi-jack it. No honor in that. We had our apocalypse, now watch "American Idol".

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Location: Essex Junction, VT 05452