My father, Robert Pugliese worked in tower 1 on the 100th floor for marsh mclennon. At first we had hope that he made it out but after the days and weeks went by hope vanished.
It was my worst nightmare come true. I wake up and my mom came home from work and said terrorists crashed planes into the world trade center. I didnt believe it at first but there it was on tv, both buildings on fire. Later on my dad's friend called and said he was on the phone with my dad when it happened but the phone just went dead. The upper floors on tower 1 looked to be engulfed in fire and smoke. Tons of people came over and helped us in many ways over the following days and weeks.
On Saturday we held a memorial service for my dad. Over 600 people showed up, I was amazed. The community really cared.
My dad was always the first one in to work because his company had flex hours. He would get up at 4:30 every morning and get into work at 7:00(he had to commute a couple hours each way) and he would get home at 6:00. If he came in at 9:00 when most of the employees did we would barely see him on weekdays.
The unbelieveable happened to me, it still hasent sunk in, I always take deaths of my realatives bad, this will take me a lot of time to heal. Life isnt fair.
How were you affected by this tragedy? Did you lose a loved one?
It was my worst nightmare come true. I wake up and my mom came home from work and said terrorists crashed planes into the world trade center. I didnt believe it at first but there it was on tv, both buildings on fire. Later on my dad's friend called and said he was on the phone with my dad when it happened but the phone just went dead. The upper floors on tower 1 looked to be engulfed in fire and smoke. Tons of people came over and helped us in many ways over the following days and weeks.
On Saturday we held a memorial service for my dad. Over 600 people showed up, I was amazed. The community really cared.
My dad was always the first one in to work because his company had flex hours. He would get up at 4:30 every morning and get into work at 7:00(he had to commute a couple hours each way) and he would get home at 6:00. If he came in at 9:00 when most of the employees did we would barely see him on weekdays.
The unbelieveable happened to me, it still hasent sunk in, I always take deaths of my realatives bad, this will take me a lot of time to heal. Life isnt fair.
How were you affected by this tragedy? Did you lose a loved one?
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