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NEW YORK - Watching the moving memorial services for the 10th anniversary of 9/11, I was reminded of my own memories of that day. I was driving down the Long Island Expressway, about to begin a month-long leave from my job at Newsweek to work on a book. About 9 a.m., I switched from the CD player to the radio to listen to the news. The reports were chaotic, but the outlines of what had happened were clear. I headed back to New York to get to my wife and 1-year-old son. As I approached the Triborough Bridge, I saw huge barricades and dozens of police cars. Manhattan had been sealed off.
I turned around and headed to my destination on Long Island, the home of friends where I had been planning to work on the book. As soon as I got there, I turned on CNN and watched with horror and anger. Finally, I was able to talk to my wife and knew that she and my son were fine. But soon I got a call from one of my dearest friends, my roommate from college. His brother, Chris, worked on one of the high floors of the towers. No one had heard from him. I began calling friends and contacts at the New York Police Department, the FBI, the CIA - anyone who might have any ideas about what I might do to help. Chris was never heard from again.See the full content of this document
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America Needs to Get Back Its Energy and Focus
I guessed instantly who had done it. I had followed Osama bin Laden and al-Qaeda for a few years, through the attacks on U.S. embassies in Africa and on the USS Cole in Yemen. In my previous job, as managing edit...
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