Dear Steve, I imagine that your perspective would be as enlightened as it is now, even if you thought AS stood for Apple Spongecake and never knew it's wrath. (Not meaning the wrath of a spongecake!)
I will never understand human cruelty either, and so grateful that I can't fathom it.
I have probably mentioned before, my brother had to run away from one of the falling towers that day, covered in dust from head to toe. He had been teaching in a building nearby, that was evacuated like so many. He knew he was fine but didn't realize our family was desperate, waiting to hear from him - had no idea that the whole world was watching. He walked up to the theatre district, back to his hotel and it wasn't until he phoned his wife and heard the sound of her voice that the magnitude of it suddenly struck him, and he started to cry, while telling her he was okay. She hardly heard a word he said over the cheering of her coworkers, who were all anxiously waiting along with her for his call.
Silly maybe, but I saved the email I'd written him that morning... "We are all wondering if you are safe - are you Okay????"
So glad you are enjoying a beautiful day in New York City today Steve!
hugs,
mig
