In a strange way it all started on September 11th, 2001. My office is in Bayonne, NJ, just across the river from Manhattan. I was on the NJ Turnpike, crossing the Newark Bay bridge at 8:46 AM when the first plane hit the North Tower. I saw it happen in front of my eyes. By the time I had reached my office, I saw the second plane hit the South Tower at 9:03 on the office TV. Then the screen went blank. I told my staff that we were at war. Later on that morning I climbed the four stories of...
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