The morning of 9-11-01 I left my home in Pennsylvania to start my
commute to New York City. I drove my car for 1 hour to Dover, New Jersey where I
switched to a bus that takes me to the city.
After an hour and fifteen minutes on the bus I arrived at the Port
Authority Bus Terminal which is located on 42nd street and 8th Avenue in
Manhattan. I took the stairways leading down to the Times Square subway station
which is located under the Bus Terminal building. I made my way to the E train
platform and waited for the subway which would take me downtown to the World
Trade Center station at Chambers Street.
While I was waiting for the E train to arrive, I was thinking about what I had
to do that day. I work in the Conversion Department of an elevator company which
is also
located in Manhattan. The Conversion Department removes old outdated elevator
systems and installs newer equipment. That day I was scheduled to work at 6
World
Trade Center, the Customs House, in the Trade Center Complex.
When the E train arrived I walked into the front subway car, so that when we
arrived at the Chambers Street stop it would be a short walk to the exit
turnstiles and the
underground mall entrance of the World Trade Center. Once I passed through the mall
entrance I stopped at the newsstand on my left and picked up a newspaper and
then
turned around and walked straight through the rest of the mall area until I came
to the escalators that brought me back up to street level. Once outside I walked
the
short distance through the outside plaza area of the Trade Center to the
entrance by the Customs House.
I signed in at the Security Area and took the passenger elevators to the top
floor. I stepped off the elevator and made my way to the stairwell leading up to
the elevator machine room and the buildings fan and equipment area. This was an
added rectangular structure on the building's main roof. It was now 7:00 AM on
September 11, 2001.
Our elevator company had 2 Conversion teams working in the elevator motor room
that day. They were Louie and his helper Vern and Smitty and his helper Mike.
That day they were scheduled to remove the old emergency power wires and fire
service wiring and move them to the new elevator system that had been
installed. We
went over what wires would have to be cut and rerouted. The work would have to
be completed that day because we knew that the complex was going to run an
emergency power test that upcoming weekend. The main reason for such a test is
to see that all essential electrical equipment, elevators, and lights would
work if there
were a loss of normal power from the Electric Company. During that on site
test emergency power generators would be used which run on diesel fuel and
provide the
electricity that would be needed.
I left the two teams in this elevator motor room and walked to the freight
elevator motor room which was about 50 feet away. This elevator motor room was
also used as
an office by the elevator maintenance mechanic Nick V. There was a desk and
phone that I would be able to use. I sat down at the desk and had just started
drawing
some of the wiring changes we would be adding later. It was now 8:48 AM.
I heard what sounded like a muffled explosion. It was not loud enough to cause
any concern. Then a few seconds later I heard objects falling on the roof
above me.
When the noise of falling debris continued I decided to go into the center
area between our two motor rooms and picked a spot under one of the girders
that supported the
roof. My reasoning for this was that if the roof caved in and the girder
didn't protect me then it wouldn't matter where I stood. But a few more
seconds and the falling
material stopped hitting our roof. No large objects had hit because there was
no damage to the roof where I was or where the teams were working. Vern came
out from
his motor room to see if I was okay and to see if I knew what had happened.
A few moments later Vern and I were joined by the other mechanics and we made
our way to the doorway leading to the main roof. I felt the door to make
certain there
was no heat. I didn't want to open the door to a raging fire. I opened it very
slowly and the first thing we saw was the sky filled with falling paper. We
stepped out further
and I looked up the side of the North Tower that was facing us. The North
Tower was right next to 6 World Trade. As I looked further up I saw a large
gaping hole. It
was in the center of the building and looked like it spanned 4 or 5 floors. A
quick guess was that the destruction was around the 95th floor.
We did not even consider that a plane could have caused the destruction. We
felt it was another successfully planted bomb reminiscent of the one in 1993.
Louie did
voice one concern that at the time of the explosion he had just cut an old
emergency power wire. He wanted assurance that it wasn't the emergency power
generator that
had exploded. I looked back up at the destruction and back at Louie and
assured him that there was no way what we were seeing was caused by his
cutting of any wires.
At this time I decided to call our office on my cell phone. I informed them
everyone was okay at our job site. From their response I could tell they knew
nothing of what
happened to the Trade Center at that time. So I told them what we had seen up
to that point. As I was describing the destruction we saw the first jumper
from the North
Tower. He was on his back with arms stretched out as he fell past our roof
location, 8 floors above the plaza. There was a haunting air of calmness from
this man as he
fell. That image will stay with us forever.
Our thoughts were interrupted by Smitty who informed us that the public
address system was calling for a total evacuation of our building. We started
our way down
using the stairs. We arrived at the 1st floor and made our way to the Security
Desk and Command Center. I asked the Security Guard if everyone had left the
building
and if he would still need us. He assured us we were no longer needed. At that
time we saw no reason why the teams could not go to their basement storage
area and get
their personal items. So I stayed at the Command Center with one of the
Guards.
The Guard and I did walk out into the glass enclosed public area which
bordered the Trade Center outside plaza area. We saw the body of the man that
had jumped
earlier. I said a quiet prayer to myself for that individual. It was now 9:06
AM . The Guard and I heard another explosion and saw debris once again falling
into the
Plaza area. We both thought it was a second bomb that had gone off. But that
second explosion was United Flight 175 hitting the South Tower, World Trade
Center
Tower number 2.
We still didn't know that North Tower number 1 had been hit by American
airlines Flight 11. Both of us walked back into the Custom House Security and
Command
Center area. The teams had not come back upstairs yet so I took the
opportunity to call my home. I reached my daughter Jennifer and told her not
to worry and that I
was okay. She was confused by my statement. I told her to turn on the
television and go to the News channels. I was sure by now they had to be
covering the events.
That's when I found out that the North Tower had been hit by an airliner and
that second explosion was the second airliner that hit SouthTower 2.
I finished the call home by saying that I was going to check one more time
that they didn't need us and if not then we would make our way uptown away
from the Trade
Center. By this time everyone had made it back upstairs. I told everyone that I
was considering staying around a little longer and they could make their way
up to 32-6th
Avenue, another one of our job sites about 10 blocks north. Smitty brought
that idea to a quick close by stating if I stayed they would all stay. So that
left me with no
choice but to leave with them and make our way to 32-6th Ave.
One of the men from the company Eastco that had the contract to maintain the
building equipment at 6 WTC led us out the back way. About halfway to 32-6th
Avenue
something caused the people around us to start running north. We started to
run as well but I only made it a few steps before the pain in my knee and heel
of my left leg
caused me to stop. I had been having problems for a few months now and I knew
I couldn't run and now I started limping my way north. Vern and Smitty were
closest to
me and they stopped as well and came back to me. I told them not to worry and
just keep going. They both refused and said if they had to they would carry
me. By this
time Louie and Mike had also stopped and came back to us and they also
indicated it would be all of us together, no one left behind.
During our little discussion whatever had caused everyone to run must have
been a false alarm. Everyone had gone back to walking north. We continued as
well but at
a slower pace. Let me say thanks once again to you Smitty, Vern, Louie, and
Mike. Your concern and actions that day will not be forgotten.
We finally walked into the Lobby of 32-6th Avenue and took the elevators to
the top floor. Arriving at the 26th floor we made our way to the Resident
Elevator
Mechanic's office in this building. Joel the Mechanic was surprised to see us.
The Conversion teams in his building had left awhile ago to go back to our
office in
Midtown. Then it was our turn to be surprised. He told us the South Tower had
collapsed a few minutes before we walked into his office. The time was 9:55 AM
and the
Tower had came down at 9:50 AM.
I told everyone to take advantage of the phone in Joel's office and call their
families. That done we walked to the south side of the building and we were
able to see the
remaining North Tower. From the red glow we saw coming from the gaping hole we
had the ominous feeling we would witness it's collapse as well. At 10:28 our
fears
became a reality. We stood by the window in shock for quite awhile but we
finally made our way back to Joel's office. Everyone had made up there minds
as to what to
do and where to go next so we all shook hands and wished each other the best.
Joel and I decided to stay. We knew we would not make it home that night. He
would
stay at 32-6th and later I would head uptown to another building where I knew
I could stay the night.
We found a TV and spent the time watching the news reports and also going back
to that window on the south side of the building to look at the Trade Center.
At 5:20
PM we saw World Trade Center 7 collapse as well. Around 7:00 PM I said
good-bye to my friend Joel and made my way uptown.
It took over a year before I came across these pictures of 6 WTC. I always
wondered how badly it had been damaged. I knew they tore it down, but I still
needed to
know. Seeing that the whole top section that held the elevator motor rooms and
building equipment had been destroyed showed how close I had come to making
the fatal
mistake of staying.
A close aerial view of 6 WTC
with 7 WTC behind it.
Please watch this commercial Budweiser did after 9/11. They only aired it once so as not to benefit financially from it - they just wanted to acknowledge the tragic event ......
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