Here’s 12½¢ I didn’t claim back
Despite the shock of 9-11, which happened in New Zealand on September 12, 2001 thanks to the time difference (why don’t we insist on calling it 12-9?), I still had to attend the breakfast for the first day of the Wellington Fashion Festival for Lucire. And, that morning, I had to pay for car parking.
I had used this parking ticket to write on—the back has a note to my father—and when he lent me a suit to wear to Dan’s funeral today, I found this item.
It brought back a lot of memories and a lot of worries that morning—a friend of mine working for Verizon used to get off at the WTC stop on the subway. I rushed back to the office to see if I could get through to New York, found out everyone was alive, then hung up so other services could use the phone.
I watched a lot of plans go up in smoke that day—I had intended to return to NYC in October 2001, funnily enough with one intention of checking out the World Trade Center’s observation deck.
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It's the "Have a nice day" that seems bizarre in that context.
Jeff, there are so many amazing stories like that. A friend’s friend worked there and he didn’t hear his alarm go off that morning, uncharacteristically. We are all watched over by angels.
I didn't watch the news before going to work. When I arrived at work it was 7 am in Los Angeles 3 hours behind NYC. Everyone in the office was in the conference room talking about the terrible terrorist attack. Had this happened before September 2000 Jack we might never have met in person as after 9-11-01 one must have an airline ticket to gain access to the gate area where we had coffee together.
I switched off the TV before 1 a.m. NZ time on September 12, 2001 because it looked like it would be a quiet news day! All through the night I dreamed of people watching the news, switching channels, and no matter that channel they went to, there was a different angle on the same item. I never saw in my dream what the news item was. Edward Hodges, one of the Lucire team, rang up to brief me on what happened as he knew we were covering New York Fashion Week. Strange day.