FROM THE ARCHIVES : MOVING ON (via Mike Daley):

Moving On From Ground Zero (Petra Bartosiewicz, NY Observer)

On Sept. 11, 2001, Abby Lindsay was pulled out from beneath the towers just in time. A cop named Nick with a gray mustache had found her huddled under two chairs propped against each other like a teepee, where she thought she wouldn?t be killed by the falling towers. He grabbed her and told her to run.

As it turned out, Abby didn?t go far. The next day, she had returned to Ground Zero and was busy behind a table of hot trays, feeding the firefighters. Her 5-foot-1 frame was tiny beside the men. She had outrun death by a few seconds-a matter of yards-and she had not staggered out of the haze looking for home or the nearest hospital. Instead, she?d shrugged off her cuts and scrapes and, less than 24 hours later, was a seasoned volunteer with a solid line on the surest place to find a flashlight, a spare sweatshirt, a carton of cigarettes. But with the dirt streaking her round cheeks, and wearing a pair of borrowed shorts that came to her ankles, she looked less like a gritty rescue worker than a child caught in a war zone.

"I?m not leaving till this is over," she told me. Behind the genial smile, her eyes were slightly wild.

Here's a review of an unusual piece of music that's been helpful in "moving on": Jesus' Blood Never Failed Me Yet (1993) (Gavin Bryars 1943-) [originally posted : 9/24/02]
Posted by oj at December 25, 2013 12:03 AM
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