I gave my keys to valet I had worked at seven am that day I got there five minutes before I had to clock in .
I had a fast breakfast in the 92nd-floor break room . I ate my bagel and lox in a record fast time, which was two minutes, then my boss told me to clock in three minutes early . Clocked in when he told me to about forty-six minutes I felt a large rumble in the building I saw a bright flash but was not worried about it at the time till the security officer came to me and said: “ The Tower is on fire !". I was one of the first ones in the stairwell about two flights later all I saw was a whole swarm of people in front of me and we were in the sheer panic as we are running down the flights of stairs by the time I hit the third floor I am out of breath . I stopped and let people run by me burning papers fall around me and I started running the next flight down I felt another large rumble so I stopped looking at my Rolex it was 9:03 am I heard over
a police officer's walkie-talkie the," second tower got hit !"
. At this time I was wondering what did it get hit by ? I finally got to the lobby of our building I went outside and a burnt body fell right next to me and hear they are jumping no more the thirty seconds later, another body fell right in front of me, I ran about forty feet from the building fifty-six minutes go by the Second tower fell so I started running, my wife called me and said she was coming, but they had a five-minute overlay at LAX around 9:03 am I received the text at 9:59am that is when the south tower fell I was in sheer panic mode than wife luckily got through and called me to say goodbye . As I was running I fell to my knees and cry . My face is bloody from glass hitting it . I run for blocks and blocks now we had to of walking at least ten miles to the Brooklyn bridge I cross over to Brooklyn to see my three little angels I gave each and every single one a hug and said ,
"mommy will be okay," my mother lives in Brooklyn so we went there and stayed a few nights with her and once we got there she cleaned me up . She told me that the Pentagon was hit too. Then I get a call from a Pennsylvania hospital it was my wife's nurses there they said:“she is in the ICU and she is expected to live .”
Then I asked “why is she in the ICU?”
They said "she is there because that was the only place to house her and she is shaken up from all of this and she will be flown to the Brooklyn's hospital so we have more room here,if that is fine with you.” I told them “yes that is fine.” Then the phone goes silent and I hear them yelling “she's crashing. “ Then someone hangs the phone back up . I sit for another 2 hours right next to the phone to just hear nothing . But at around 5:00 pm I am eating supper and then phone ring it was the hospital . They say to me "that my wife is stable and you may have to come say your goodbyes .” I started crying in front of my mom, she asks "what is wrong sweetie?" my wife is dying and I have no way of getting to her.” I then hear my mom jingle her car keys
I ask “ really ?” she says "yes" so I drive all four hours to that hospital and pick up from a Wal-Mart her favorite arrangement of roses which were white , red,and yellow I also picked up her favorite drink and a balloon that said get well soon on it . Her favorite drink was an Ice cold Coke . I got to the hospital and they told me "I can not bring back the soda" so I smuggled it in my pants . I then asked "for some water with a straw?" to moisten her pale lips, but I said it was for me ? The gave it to me and as I walked into the ICU I saw her limp body the nurses left me alone for the short two hours and right before I left I cracked open the soda and put some in the straw and gave it to her lifeless body like it and I noticed her lovely little smile she always does . So I continued she tried opening her eyes, I yelled for a nurse they looked at her in shock and yelled for a doctor .
The doctor yells “ It's a miracle!”
The next morning they pulled her of all the machines . And the doctor told me “she only needs one more night in here, then she can go home.”.
I started crying in joy I told my family the good news “That all she had was a punctured lung and today was the surgery to fix it.” .
About two days go by and we are riding home from Pennsylvania and she asks Me “How are the kids?” I Told her "they are just fine .” once we got home we settled down and thought about moving to a little town Called Payson, Arizona so we did with my mom . And that is my insight on what happened on 9-11-01 .One last thing is do not ever forget how little time we have on this home we call Earth.