doi: 10.1161/hc3801.099300
(Circulation. 2001;104:e9029.)
© 2001 American Heart Association, Inc.
September 11, 2001
On September 11, 2001, terrorists hijacked 4 commercial airliners and crashed into the twin towers of the World Trade Center in New York, the Pentagon in Washington, DC, and an empty field in Pennsylvania. I was attending the Drugs Affecting Lipid Metabolism meeting in Manhattan along with 1600 other physicians and scientists. Over the past several days, I have tried to find some meaning in the events while sorting through the images and emotions: the initial disbelief of viewing on television the jet crash into the towers, the collapse of the building, the immediate fear and sense of chaos that more attacks were imminent, and the deep sadness for the massive loss of life.
When a call for help was made at the meeting, >2 busloads of physicians and nurses volunteered to go to the lower west side of Manhattan to provide help in any manner possible. As we sat around for hours that afternoon, it became apparent that this emergency station, which had been set up to handle an overflow of casualties, was not needed because there were few, if any, survivors. As we walked back to the hotels through the eerily quiet and empty streets of Manhattan, one could sense the sadness and the frustration of not being able to do anything to help.
As emotions turned from sadness to anger and thoughts of revenge and retaliation, other images surfaced in my mind. I thought of the volunteer physicians, nurses, and medical students, and I remembered the faces