the
World trade Center headed for a 9:30 meeting on the 72nd floor of Tower
One.I
was about 15 minutes from getting on the elevator.I
was still on
the
concourse level (ground) when the the first plane hit.There
was smoke,
but
people were calmly walking to the exits.We
didn't know what happened.
Out
side was a kind of surreal atmosphere.Lots
of debris.I saw the
building
on fire, big holes, and then ran for cover.When
the second plane
hit,
I was just below and had just walked into the lobby of a building
accross
the street from the south side of Tower Two where the plane hit.The
noise
was incredible.There was a lot of
panic in there.I thought I was
going
to be buried by a falling tower.I
held on to the people next to me,
they
were praying.
I
guess I went into survival mode.I
left the building and I just kept
walking.First
south, then east to Broadway and then north.I
just kept
telling
myself I had to get out of the city.I
made it to the Christopher st
PATH
station and got a train to Hoboken.My
car was parked there. (I had
debated
going in and parking next to the WTC this morning).The
first tower
collapsed
when I was on the train, and the second right after I got in my
car.I
drove home and on the way was finally able to get in touch with Dave
on
my cell.we got cut off, but he called
my family and office to let them
know.
There
are still a lot of people we are waiting to hear about.Please,
everyone,
say some prayers.
Take
care,
Lynda
LTollner@aol.com