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   Marilee Wein on September 11, 2018 at 21:40

   It was the most stunning of early mornings ever. Usually, I enjoyed coffee on my covered porch high over the Hudson River watching sunrise reverse last night’s sunset. This day started with the magical. I was of the never-ever-late to work ethic, but this day I felt it ungrateful to God, not to sit and wonder.

   My train pulled into Grand Central Station before nine. I took more time to gaze upon its ceiling, as usual; all seemed well with the world. But two minutes up 42nd Street, my daughter’s Blackberry voice said Go Home. I thought, no, go into Pfizer and assess.
   Alighted from the elevator, so eerily empty, to offices empty too; all in packed conference rooms, not one whisper, just eyes to jumbo screen. So many there, with loved ones, downtown. And then, and then, and then, and then, and then.

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     Nicholas C. Rossis on September 12, 2018 at 11:15

     Thank you for sharing this, Marilee!

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   peter johnson on September 11, 2018 at 16:55

   What a day that was. It will live on in history, and never be forgotten.
   Best wishes, Pete.

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     Nicholas C. Rossis on September 11, 2018 at 16:58

     Well said, Pete. Thanks!

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