102 Minutes: The Untold Story of the Fight to Survive Inside the Twin Towers, along with The Eleventh Day provides so much good information about nearly every aspect of that dark day.
I bought 102 Minutes Sunday afternoon and finished reading it at midnight. Knowing the tragic outcome makes this a very sobering, yet important read.
Gazing back to the past from the future creates dread for what you know is coming. But the book is mesmerizing, taking the reader into the towers with the ones who experienced it first hand. The daily mundate rituals of those entering the towers and settling at their desks and getting their coffee and setting up for what they believed would be a routine day of work causes the heart to plunge with sadness. Hearing that some of the soon to be victims were pregnant or planning weddings or vacations or learning that they were parents of young children who would never again see their parents reminds us of the enormity of what was at stake. (How do you explain to a two-year old that mommy or daddy have basically disappeared and are gone forever?)
I longed to shout back into the past, to warn them to get the heck out of the doomed buildings, to get back to their little babies and loved ones. I cringed when reading about the brave fireman climbing the stairs, determined to get to the burning floors, to the victims, to know that so many of those brave souls would be going down with the buildings.
Nothing is more shattering than reading about the poor victims on the burning floors,
clinging to the exterior of the building, desperately seeking air to breath,
hearing the descriptions of those who jumped or who accidentally fell out of
those high floors. (I’ve been in the Towers (ONLY ONCE as I am afraid of heights) and to think how bad it must have gotten in those buildings for the better option to be to JUMP OUT of the buildings creates such a terror and sadness in my heart… Any of us could have been in those buildings, no matter if we are Muslim, Christian, Jewish, Hindu, Buddhist, American, African, European, Middle Eastern, Asian, or Australian, etc. Those people were the same as us, ordinary people going to work and hoping for a chance to live out their lives and to raise their children and to comfort their parents in old age…
The actions of true life heroes who sacrificed their lives to save others was so inspiring. For example, a small group of untrained office workers banded together to save over 70 people who were trapped on the upper floors. Sadly, they forfeited their own lives and went down with the building.
A really well-researched and well-written book for anyone who
wants to know exactly what was going on with the people inside the towers on a
bright and sunny day soon to become one of the darkest days in America’s
Their lives and their deaths should never be forgotten.