Wow... reading all those and I'm tearing up.... I remember sitting at work when I got a phone call that 2 planes had crashed into the WTC. I thought it was a joke.... as many did, I watched cnn.com and we had the radio on. Thats when I remembered my friend of 10 years could be working, he's a medic for the city. I called his cell, nothing, his house, his cell kept alternating until I finally woke him up. I said oh my god, you're ok. He said, yeah, why? I said turn on your tv. He said, I'll call you back. He called me 10 minutes later, told me he was on his way in to work. I told him to be careful, and that I loved him. I was afraid I would never see him again. He was a shell for the longest time after that. Attending funerals and masses of his friends and co workers. I see those images on tv, remembering the emotions that I, as well as many others had felt that day. I'm still angry, I'm filled with a rage that cannot be explained. I wasn't there, I couldnt' help. All I could do was sit and watch in horror as the chaos unfolded. For those that gave the ultimate sacrifice, for those who put their lives on the line ... I thank you. From the bottom of my heart. I will never forget, no one should.