Likelihood of Success

Not long after, the radio announced the inevitable: The North Tower had collapsed, too. Along the way, other World Trade Center buildings were also destroyed.

We couldn’t imagine hardly anyone getting out. The opinions of the technical types were that a minimum of 10,000 had died.

I finally got through to home by cell.

I walked downstairs to turn left on 53rd Street. The City seemed, still, more or less the same. Maybe quieter.

But when I hit Madison Avenue to the east, I saw the most extraordinary thing.

First, the sky, looking south, had, I believed, already darkened significantly. But that was not what struck me.

Walking uptown, i.e., north, all the way to 53rd Street and past, was a procession of New Yorkers