I write this sentence as I ride by the skyline in Weehawken, and even after eight years, I look at the void in lower Manhattan and still canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t believe it.
Eight years ago today was an unbelievable time for the New York area, though you donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t need me to tell you that. Everyone remembers where they were when they heard the news. I was at home in New Jersey when my father called to tell me to put on CNN Ã¢â‚¬â€œ and also to look outside, since we used to have a view of the Twin Towers from our back porch.
What I remember most about what went on around here was the way people came together. For an act that was designed to rip people apart, I find that it actually brought people together. The outpouring of goodwill from people in this area was remarkable. The atmosphere was such that everyone had to band together. For a time, we were all brothers.