I remember waking up to a phone call from a classmate in my International Security class at Columbia University. I remember running to the highest building on campus and seeing the smoke rising from the World Trade Center. I remember going downtown to pick up a friend who was paralyzed with fright. I remember the soot, businessmen and women in suits covered in ash and blood walking up Fifth Ave.
Amidst the horror, I saw the best of humanity. Cabbies packing people into their cars, taking people to safety, free of charge. Bodega owners passing out bottles of water to people walking by. Civilians holding each other up, calming each other down, sharing radios, cell phones, food. On that day, I saw the best of New York, the best of us.
That day changed NYC forever. The dirty city full of pissed off people became a city that loves its own atake are for its own. We came together, neighborhoods solidified, a sense of community grew, the city became safe once again and remains that way today.
On this day, September 11th, let me just say:
Cartier rose and yellow gold pin with coral, circa 1970
Bagels and diamonds forever!
Big Kiss and Bigger Diamonds,