Where the Terrorists Watched. Maybe.

When I was a volunteer downtown during the recovery effort at the WTC, I was told that after the 1993 bombing, the terrorists stood in this window and watched the aftermath.  This place is diagonally across the street from St. Paul’s, which sits on the northeast corner of the site.  

I don’t know how true it is, but that was what I was told.

I’m meeting one of my detectives friends for breakfast in a few minutes.  We have breakfast together regularly.  I’ve remained friends with most of the people I got to know during that book (The Restless Sleep).  This guy is even friends with one of my brothers now!  It’s nice.  They were a good group of guys.

Of course the 9/11 anniversary is coming up.  A bunch of the 9/11 volunteers and recovery workers will be meeting for lunch that day.  I must seem so 9/11 obsessed, but I swear I’m not.  Only the positive parts really, which are the friends I’ve made.

So, today feels like Monday, doesn’t it?  It also still feels like a holiday.  But I should get some work done.  Hmmm.  Actually, I should get ready for my friend who is about to pick me up.