Sept 11th.

Posted on Sep 10, 2016 in Blog | 1 comment On that day in 2001, I was at home in Virginia when the phone rang and a friend told me to turn on the TV. The first plane had hit the North Tower. Smoke billowed out of the gash from the 92nd. to the 98th. floors. My daughter, the artist, 24 years old at the time, was in her Chelsea studio on west 23rd. Street. My husband was in midtown preparing for a morning meeting. I called my daughter...
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