9/11 is a day I shall never forget even if the universe one day takes away my cognitive powers. I had just come back from a few months in Miami where I tried to set up shop, but found myself back in NYC despite my best efforts. I guess my love of this town was just too strong. I had lived in Battery Park City and worked in #2 World Trade Center on the floor of the Mercantile Exchange for many years. I had been downtown on September 10th reorienting myself for the return to the floor, but for some reason didn’t go there on that fateful day. How strange is fate. A left turn instead of a right and your whole life changes. Well, mine certainly did that day. I’ll write about it at length someday. But for now just understand that the memory is burned into my soul. I lost many friends, clients, my business, and saw what proved to be the end of a long chapter in my life. But I was one of the lucky ones. I got a chance to reinvent myself and take a different path. So many didn’t. The months that followed were harrowing and painful. It’s difficult sometimes to embrace the memories. But they are always with me. My deepest love, respect and tears for those we lost and for the innocence that our nation and the world will never know again. ❤️🙏😞