It was the usual
workday down on John Street when Susan and her co-worker took their short
break to the ladies room. All of a sudden they hear some very strange
sounds and someone blurts out ďWow!, it sounds like a war out there.
Wonder what is?"
They stood there just watching, not
knowing what to do. Susan knew that her Fiancť, Fire Patrol Captain Peter
Grieco had to be there and she tries to beep him, several times. All of a
sudden, out of nowhere, they see another plane, a large jetliner. Could
this be help on itís way. A momentís hesitation, a momentís confusion
reigns while they all watch not knowing what is happening.
They watch still in amazement at what is happening right before
their naked eyes. How could this be? There is a second plane approaching
and it is way too low. Oh my God !, NO!, itís headed toward the other
tower, the south tower, #2.... To their surprise and shock, it hits dead
center lower than the first. In a matter of seconds; red, orange and
yellow flames fly like great demons in the form of gigantic fire balls as
they pierce and slice the building passing through itís core and out itís
In moments their birdís eye view is blacken by soot, smoke and
dark clouds. Their only link to the outer world is dead. Hysteria reigns
as the reality of the attack faces them straight on. But who is the
attacker? Terrorist again? Have they returned?
testimony taken by Author Barbara E. Lang, NYC
As Susan watched all
this, little did she know that her fiancť was right there when that plane hit
right over his head. He watched it strike right over his head while he was
rescuing a damsel in distress. Luckily for him, the debris came out the other
side and he was able to escape within an inch of his life.
See his photo and read a small section of his day on the Fire Patrol Page....Captain