This blog is part of the series "The Impact of 9/11," focusing on individuals who have channeled their grief to make a positive difference in the years following the attacks.
On 9/11, I was at NASDAQ Marketsite in Times Square to open the stock market with the CEO and CFO of a public company. We were looking at the television monitors of the North Tower burning. I was on the phone with my secretary who was in my office at Ground Zero. Boom. The second plane slammed into the South Tower. Lillian screamed over the phone -- she was on the fiftieth floor of One Liberty Plaza directly across from the South Tower -- as flames and debris blew out 350 plate glass windows below. Uptown in Times Square, I stood in stunned disbelief as the chills went up my spine. America was under attack.
The men that I was with that morning were partners with Tom Burnett, a father to three young girls. Tom was one of three heroes who took down Flight 93 in Shanksville, Pennsylvania. One of my favorite former investment banking clients, Edmund Glazer, father to Nathan, was on Flight 11 from Boston that slammed into the North Tower. Mike McCabe, our best NASDAQ trader, and a father to three young boys, was in the North Tower at Cantor Fitzgerald's offices when the plane hit. I soon discovered that ten of my Wall Street friends and co-workers had been killed. Fathers mostly. Wives and kids left behind.