9/11/01 and the days following by Rhino.

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I am posting this again with Paul's blessing. For those that are new here, Paul(Rhino) is a board member from NYC. He is a SAR(Search and Rescue) dog handler.

This is an account of what he had to do on the day and days following the WTC attacks.

Please, only good comments here guys/ladies. Take your negativity and posturing somewhere else.




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I wrote this yesterday. I am no writer so please bear with me. I also left a lot of details out that I care to forget but most of the account is here.


It was an ordinary day. A beautiful September crisp clear day. I rode the Busa into work like I did everyday. I started my crew and went to work in my little office on the 60 Floor of One Chase Plaza.

At 8:46 A.M. I heard a loud explosion and looked out my window and seen that the World Trade Center was on fire. It was near the 85 floor. I put on the news and they said A plane crashed into it. I was watching the tower and then all of a sudden I saw the second plane smash into one side of the building of the south tower and a fire ball engulf the top of the building. Pebbles and debris hit my window.

I backed away in horror. An announcement came over our Class E fire system that we where going to evacuate the building. I got on the radio and told my men to get out and meet over by Maiden Lane. It was around nine 9:30 when we heard the banging sounds. I looked up and could see a huge smoke ball by the towers. With that I ordered the men to leave the area. I got on my bike and headed out of the city. To me we were at war. That was my first thoughts that day.

As I got into my house the phone was ringing. My cell phone had over twenty missed calls. I started calling people back and was watching the TV. Then it came, a call from FEMA. I was told to get the gear, Pack the dog and supplies and get down to Chambers and West Street. I always have my stuff ready to go so I loaded everything into the truck got a water supply and headed out in the truck. Only to get about four miles and people where WALKING out of the city. I could not get into the city. Even with FEMA ID they would not let my truck into the city. A cop offered me a ride but we couldn't get the cage into the car. I called FEMA and they got in touch with the Red Cross. The Red Cross came with a van and loaded me up. I was going over the 59 street bridge looking down town and noticed that the second tower was down. I asked Pete the guy driving the van where did the other tower go? He said it fell at 10:30.

Shit. Within an hour and a half both towers a quarter mile high, with a daily average population of 50,000 were down. I turned and opened Diavlo's cage. He came out and sat next to me and just stared at me. He could feel my sadness and tension. I told him he was going to be busy but I never knew what we were really in for. As we drove pass the mass exodus of people. I was thinking about my training and what I was going to be doing down there. I knew Diavlo could do the work. He was just certified for SAR a few weeks before this and he did really well in his field trials. But this was Urban SAR work. Much different than what we trained for. What I didn't know was just how different it was going to be. This was going to be a day that was going to put man and dog to the brink of what I knew as reality.

We traveled across town where we picked up a few cops that needed a ride. The amount of people just trying to get out of the city was astounding. I got down to Chambers Street and got Suited up. The first thing I remember was the smell. It was not of this Earth. It was very foreign. The smell was like brunt marshmallows from a camp fire along with human flesh.

I took Diavlo and walked over to Greenwich Street. I could see 7 world trade center was on fire. I checked into what was our temporary command post. At four thirty a fire man came over and asked me is that a SAR dog? I said yes. He said come on I need to find my crew. I was given a pack, which contained an Emergency beacon some basic first aid supplies and headed out. He was asking where I got the containment suit from. Told him Government issue. I was not prepared to see what I came next.

As we rode down west Street I saw the towers or should I say skeleton. The once mighty towers and surrounding building were a pile of debris. I looked at Diavlo who kept squinting from the smoke and dust. As we walked I noticed the people around us being treated. Their blood dried from the dirt. Their faces where covered in this gray paste. You could not tell a black man from a white. Men where walking around with tears. I mean real men not freaking girly guys.

Then Diavlo alerted. God tell me that this is not a person. It was one of the jumpers. The Fireman whos name I still don't know said that there are a lot of them and for me to watch my step. He dragged me away and snapped me out of my already growing shock. I wanted to leave. This was not what I trained for. Who could I find? Could any one really have survived all this?

He took me by the South tower. He said his buddies were in this area. I started doing a search of the area but the smoke the heat and the debris was way more than I had expected. I felt Diavlo was in danger. He kept hitting on parts.

One of my team guys came over with bandages and duct tape. We wrapped both dogs feet up and continued the search. My facemask kept fogging up. I heard a bunch of men yell over here, over here. Turned out they found some firemen still alive. Good find I thought there has to be more. The out skirts where littered with what was later determined to be body parts. When Diavlo hit on things I thought the smoke was getting in his way to do the job. What I didn't realize was that there where that many people that jumped before the building fell. God what a choice to have made I thought. Burn or jump. No one deserves to go like that.

My first search lasted about three hours before I started to think about Diavlo. I called my Vet and told him what was down there. Dr. Wen Immediately got in touch with supply houses and got everything you could possibly think of. Dog boots, mashers balm, antibiotic, Sutures, Selene solution, food water, it was all on the way. And he was 80 miles way. He came with an hour. I was so glad to see him. Diavlo was covered in dust. He told me to take him and hold his head he washed his nose out and said for me to come to him every half hour. He got in touch with the Suffolk county ASPCA. They had a mobile unit that they already had on the way. I thank you Dr Wen. You are one of the first I thank for helping me deal with things down there.

As I started my second search I came across a burnt body. Head to toe. It looked like a statue. Then, a full body with nothing totally intact. Not more than four feet from each other. That was the last full body I would find that night.

It was getting dark already and I was boiling hot and filthy. Diavlo was now a gray dog. I helped as they dug another body out. Every now and then I could see a huge gap and maybe a twenty to thirty foot drop. They had lights set up and generators. But it was getting dangerous for me and Diavlo. I decided to pull him for the night. It was ten thirty. We did six hours of recovery that night. I wanted to go home but something inside me made me stay. I went to my building and used one of the executives showers to wash Diavlo. Then I took a much needed shower.

When I was drying Diavlo, I noticed he had cuts on all four of his feet and had a burn blister on his neck. He never yelped or made a flinch. Man was I proud of that dog. I sat in the cafeteria but I could not stay. I had to go back. I was pulled at two AM and told to get some sleep. There will be plenty to do in the morning. I went back to the building and fed Diavlo. As I walked back to the building a few firemen and police men stopped me and we chatted about Diavlo. He loved the attention giving licks to every one. One he really liked John Murphy, who later just by chance became our fireman partner.

One thing I thought about when I lay in the building that night was how the people that were trapped felt. Some stuck inside the building above the fires and collapses from the initial hit. How some died a fiery death. How some died slowly with great pain from their injuries. Those poor souls that choose to jump. The people that knew they were going to die and the ones that heard the building coming down on them floor by floor finally smashing them into oblivion. I thought about the bodies, the faces, the people being held out of the site that wanted to find their love ones. I didn't sleep much that night.

September 12,2001

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Day two 5:00 A.M.

I woke up thinking it was all a dream. But wait, this is not my bed. I am in my office. I looked out and see the lights, smoke and wreckage of what once was the World Trade Center. It is September 12. I look at Diavlo and asked him what has the world come to? What evil people must have in them? Diavlo being a dog can’t understand why humans act the way they do and right now neither do I. I get all geared up and start to head out. As I made my way out some Building Engineers asked if I needed any thing. I said no, as I looked from the roof of our building 65 stories up from what is now known as Ground Zero.

I went down to street level and see so many people just trying to get into the site to do whatever they can. People from all over our country have started to gather. I had to go get a Mayors pass to get into the site. Even with my ID they wanted passes given out. I checked into what now is a mobile trailer and what would become home base for me.

As I walked up Broadway, people were coming up to me and asking if I saw their loved ones. They were holding up pictures of missing people. They would come up and pet Diavlo. This went on every time I left the site. A priest came and blessed me and Diavlo as I looked and gathered everything in. This time I looked at the wreckage. The fire engines that were burnt and crushed. The plane engine on Wall Street. The buildings that are now just a pile of broken linclon logs. There where people all over the site. There where chains of people that volunteered to take the rubble out in buckets. Construction workers from all the Union trades lined up. Equipment stood at the ready but first a path had to be cleared to the site.

As that was all going on, I got teamed up with a few firemen. One of them was John Murphy. This man was great to work with. When I was down John was always there with a pick me up funny line. We got to work searching. I was given a GPS so I could document when the recovered bodies were found. As everyone worked, every now and then all the guys would yell quiet because someone thought they herd tapping. The smoke was always around. There where fires still burning below the pile. I was given flags to put down on where the dog alerted. I could keep working and recovery crews would dig the victims/parts out.

Then Diavlo alerted to a live find. I was so excited. It was around 1 PM. It was an old lady. She was around 55 -60 years of age. She was under some metal and dirt. I saw her eye open. I yelled for John to come over. As the fire men and I dug her out I could see that the side of her head had a huge wound and I could see her cheek bone. Her eye was swollen shut and the other was blood shot. She was caked in dry blood. She tried to say something but the medics where telling her to be quiet. As they dug her up my eyes could not break eye contact with hers. Then she stared to bleed. First out of her ear then her nose. Finally she opened her mouth but bubbles of blood are all that came out. She was staring at me when I saw her die right there as we all worked to get her out. I turned and walked off the site. I headed for the Hudson River. I sat there and was talking to Diavlo. I laid there, tears coming down my face. Just holding Diavlo tight. I was asking Diavlo why did I get involved with SAR. I never trained or thought about this end of the work.

I thought about the first time I was exposed to SAR work.
It was seven years ago. I was hiking some trails up state. It was almost dark when I returned to the lot where I parked my truck. I had a rottweiler but he was just an obedience dog. There where about fifteen people there with some rangers and police that were organizing a search party for a missing kid. They asked if I knew the area? I said yes and they asked if I would like to volunteer. I said sure and then we headed out. I watched the dog team that was there. It was a German Shepherd. In about three hours the dog took us right to the kid that wandered off the trail and got lost. That is the day that I said I want to do this type of work with dogs. As I laid there on the ground tears would just not stop. I was thinking about leaving and just going home. Then the phone call.

HAPO, a guy that I met from LABUSAS called my cell phone. I posted on LAB the night before and when the planes hit. He read the post and wanted to know what he could do to help. I told him to come on down. He was there in Connecticut watching it all on TV. He could not sit by and do nothing. He packed his truck with all types of stuff and made his way towards the city. As I hung up with Hapo I realized who the hero’s where. It was people like him that HAD to do something. I didn’t want to go back there.

John came over and took me to get some food. A mash tent was set up to feed us. I just looked at the food but could not eat it. As we made our way back I was amazed at the amount of people now working the site. Endless lines of brigades worked to get the dirt out of the site. Welding torches where cutting the beams away. Exhausted firemen, cops and union construction men worked until they where ready to pass out. I found more than one hundred body parts as I left the site that day. We recovered three full bodies and one live find that went bad. That one will stay with me forever. I met her a few times a month around three a.m. as I get awoken from a hard sleep.

I got a ride out of the city about 6:00 P.M. As I rode out, there where lines of people gathered on West Street. They had signs of support and were clapping as I was driving by. They were yelling thank you and we love you. God I was so over whelmed. I took a shower and gave Diavlo a bath when I got home. Dr. Wen came over and he slept the rest of the night at my house. Diavlo was exhausted and every now and then would SNORE loudly.

Hapo called me about nine thirty. He said he is at the Jacob Javits center. I drove into the city. Hapo and I talked for a few hours. I showed him Diavlo we talked dogs and it was good to have him there. He helped me with the passing of the old woman. He told me that it was good she died around people. She could have died all by herself under all that debris. Instead she fought to stay alive so she could have comfort in passing with people around her. We then called Ducmanic in California. I gave him a brief report about what was going on. Hapo said he was going to hang and get ID from the Javits Center so he can go into the site first thing in the morning. I said goodbye to him and drove home. IT WAS BECAUSE OF HIM I RETURNED. HAPO THANK YOU. I WILL REMEMBER THAT THE REST OF MY LIFE. Some of my neighbors where holding candles outside my house. One came over with a bottle of Crystal. He opened the bottle and made a toast to me and Diavlo. Two of the girls had tears in their eyes as I told them about things I seen. Then we all hugged and I went inside to try to get some sleep for day three.


I will not post about day three. The rest I will keep inside.


Day three.

http://www.labusas.org/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=36516&highlight=

Thinking of Diavlo last night and looking over some things I kept for Ground Zero. I found some notes I jotted down so I would not forget the facts of the first few days. For those that saved the account of my first two days down there add this to the account.


Another sleepless night. Can't seem to clear my throat. The smell is encased in my cloths even though I was wearing a containment suit. The bottom of my boots are melted so I will take another pair today. They have us working twelve hour shifts. I think that is nuts being the dog can't do more than twenty minutes at time in these conditions. I load my stuff and have to stop by the dispensary to pick up some more supplies. As I drive down the FDR I am numb. Seeing the smoke still lingering in the distance brings a feeling of disgust for humans that will do this to other humans.

What is wrong with people I think to myself? As I go through check point one and show my ID they tell me my ID needs to be changed to a new Mayor's pass. My Federal ID supersedes any city ID I tell them. The cop calls his sergeant who calls over a lieutenant who realizes that I am SAR first federal responder and sends me though without another word. Cops are doing their job but they have no clue who should be let in and who should be kept out.

Stopping by the dispensary I am amazed at the supplies available to us. There was everything you could imagine. From boots to inflatable rafts. It makes me proud to be an American and see how this country can pull together in a time of need. All these supplies are donated and within 48 hours are on site and are being dispensed to those that need it. I pick up everything I need and then head over to FHQ for my assignment. We have to park on the East side of town and walk across town through the now returning workers.

People trying to get a look at the site is becoming annoying to me. They stand there taking pictures like it is a new tourist attraction, as others hold signs looking for their loved ones. The smell of hell still lingers here very strongly. I am assigned to a red zone, which is tower two. There are many people here now. Much contamination of the site. Welders are cutting big steel guarders and there is three cranes working the site. As Diavlo hits on our field finds they are inputting them into the GPS. We are stopped by three blows of the horn. That signal means someone hears something and they need silence so they can hear where it is coming from. Around noon we found three seats from the plane. No people but plenty of scent.

By 2:00 I am spent. Diavlo has had three nose cleanings and one bath. His paw is scuffed and his sixth pair of dog boots are toast. I check off the pile and take him to Battery Park for some rest. Federal agencies are all over today. People come up to me on Broadway and want to take pictures with me and the dog. In uniform I have to be polite. But inside I wanted to tell people to fuck off. Diavlo loves the attention. He'll take the petting to who ever wants to give it.

Coming out of the park we meet a Jesus freak. She is blessing me and the dog. She was from some where out west and came to offer prayers and guidance for people that seek that type of stuff from God.

There is a huge billboard of letters and signs listing the names of the missing. I stop for a second to reflect. The mother that I meet yesterday is back. She asked Diavlo if he had seen her son. I directed her to a field information person that would answer any question in regards to finds. We are not allowed to talk too much about finds to victim's families. People are patting me on the back as I walk up Broadway. I am taken back by all the attention. There are no heros, Just Americans pulling together. Just the way I see it I guess.

I escort a bunch of transit workers into the Rector street train station. They want to search a train in the tunnel. I am with four other police search units. One has an asshole dog. He is a dual purpose. (SHIT IN MY OPINION.) We head into the tunnel and notice one of the steel guarders came right through the street and into the tunnel. That was amazing. The tunnel was filled with water. The transit workers started to go into it when they realized it was a sloping hill. The water got waist high before they decided to pump the area out so they could get down to the cars. This caused a major concern that the bath tub was cracked and leaking. The bath tub is what holds the Hudson river back from flooding into the lower floors of Ground Zero. The dogs got reassigned back to the red zone.

The reality hits me as I make it back onto the pile. This is now a recovery. But some people especially the firemen believe that people can be still trapped in pockets below.
I am asked if I would take the dog with a unit in a litter basket into a few voids. I said sure. We repel down two levels. First thing I notice is how hot it is. Then they lower the basket with Diavlo in it. He makes it down fine. We start searching but the heat is unbearable. I want to take my gear off to try and cool off. After another ten minuets and no finds I ask for an EVAC out of there. The dog is just too hot. I get him to a fire crew that was spraying water down the shaft and let them spray him down. Went to check with the vets and they pulled him for the rest of the night. All in all 137 finds today. Out of that, six were jumpers. Jumpers are the hardest finds. The parts implode on impact and because of the dust that covers them look like mannequins. The rest were parts or unidentifiable pieces.

As I sat next to another SAR dog handler that refused to send her dog into the voids, she said I was reckless sending my dog into those areas. I told her maybe she should go back to searching woods for lost scent articles. This is real and we don't get to choose where someone may be. I walked off in disgust. Went by Battery Park. Noticed a sign that said no dogs. Ripped the sign down, let Diavlo bite it and rip it into splinters then threw it in the Hudson River. Exhausted. Drank enough Poland spring to float a ship. But I sweating it our just as fast. Sunset falls over the city as the lights from the construction units light the erie sight. A glow of blood red shines through the lights as the sun finally disappears. It is a bad day for most as we in SAR realize that after 72 hours humans are presumed dead, unless they can get to water. But after feeling the heat, that is highly unlikely in the depths of what I have seen as hell. My account September 13 2001.

Now for the hardest part. The anniversary of this tragic event. As you know I had to get rid of Diavlo. That was hard. I didn't want to go to any 9/11 functions this year for I didn't have my dog. I didn't do any of this for thanks or to become a hero. I had a tool. A dog that can detect people. All I did was take him to a place to do what he was trained to do. Not having him with me as I went back down there was not an option.

Diavlo's new Handler didn't think it was a good idea when I first asked him. He gave me his valid reasons. But John the fireman got in touch with him and asked for Diavlo to be there. But Dominick was still not convinced. So our team leader from Task Force gave an official request for Diavlo to be present on 9/11. Dominick called me and told me he was giving in. He also said it will be very hard for me when I am going to say good bye a second time to Diavlo. I told him that Diavlo will come as soon as he heard me call for him. Dominick said no way. He has this dog in total control. So we made a bet that the dog will come to me in Battery Park from over a block away.

This is what happened that morning.

It was VERY bittersweet reunion. I did win the bet. But Dominick was right it was not a good idea. I have been crying since he left. I sooooo have to find another dog. SOON. He was so happy to see me that he actually peed. His little stump was going a zillion miles a second. I called HHHHEEEEAAAAAAARRRREEEE HE CAME CHARGING FROM OVERE A BLOCK AND A HALF AWAY. He came tearing through the crowd and ran right up to me and came in so fast he actually slid on his ass in the sit position right in front of me. I gave him a hot dog and freed him and gave him a tug toy he ingnored it and jumped up and knocked me to the ground. We rolled in the grass as people stared they didn't know what to make out of our reuinion. Dominick came over and said thanks, that puts me six months back in training. I said I know but he will always be MY DOG. Enough. I am messing my keys up with my tears. I miss him so much.


bikefrk said:
Since this writeup, Paul's partner Diavlo has died from complications from being on the pile.


 
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no words can express my feelings reading this
Thank you Paul and Diavlo.
Godspeed Diavlo I am sure there is a special place in heaven for you.
 
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Thanks again Paul, Diavlo and new partner Bravous. You have my number if you need anything.

I wish we could go back to before the attacks happened. Wishing doesn't get us anywhere though.

 
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GSXRTURBO1 said:
I'm as speechless now reading this again as I was the first time I read it. :(
Important as it is to remember those we lost, I feel we need to really remember those who were there and are still here.

Thanks :up:
 
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Hey Paul,
I read your account each year and I am there, looking over your shoulder, trying so hard not to see or feel and the tears still fall.

I can't imagine all horror of all that you saw, heard, felt, scents, experienced, the thoughts and sights that haunt or keep within the privacy of your own head.

With each of the finds, you returned many loved ones to their families, Diavlo gave his life to help those people have some sort of closure, in a situation where there are no real answers, just so many fractured hearts, lives, shattered dreams.

You helped defy the terrorists, by giving the dead their names and returning them to their families.

As a team, together, using all the training, you and Diavlo saved lives, returned the lost, helped heal broken hearts by allowing people to see and pet him. you gave them hope of something real and right. you and Diavlo made sense in the middle of chaos, gave a glimmer of faith, kindness and goodness, something tangible, outside of the nightmare surrealism of a world that was torn assunder.

I hope you will remember to take comfort in all of the good that you, Diavlo and so many others who remain anonymous with selfless acts of courage. I'm sorry if I talk, over much.
hugs and love to you hon,
take care
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...I'm just going back to bed today, pull a pillow over me head, and make eveything go away...
 
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And this is why I don't "celebrate" my birthday today....
I did it yesterday... Today will be spent quite.
R.I.P. Fallen Brothers.
 
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RIP Diavlo and all that lost and gave their lives on this day.


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Rhino,

OMG...you have my utmost respect for what you did.......I had no clue(as usual...lol).

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I've never been able to finish reading Paul's accountings of those days. It's just too much to handle.

I still remember Paul talking about Diavlo when he was a pup. :(

Thank you Paul and Diavlo.

Vault stuff, obviously.
 
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God Bless You Rhino(I won't call You by You real name since I am nothing but a handle...maybe some day we shall meet) and thank You for Your sacrifices. It pains me that anyone had to die on 9-11 and even more that first responders are getting screwed and are being denied the care they need and deserve. Yet the thing that makes my blood boil is watching some self serving duche bag make a claim sunday morning on Fox and Friends that no search and rescue dogs died or sustained any permenant damage...
I hope I missunderstood what she said but my betterhalf heard the same thing. Is this all part of the BIG SPIN that air quality was OK?
God Bless You Diavlo play hard in heaven and keep an eye on Rhino.
 
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BusaVeloce said:
God Bless You Rhino(I won't call You by You real name since I am nothing but a handle...maybe some day we shall meet) and thank You for Your sacrifices. It pains me that anyone had to die on 9-11 and even more that first responders are getting screwed and are being denied the care they need and deserve. Yet the thing that makes my blood boil is watching some self serving duche bag make a claim sunday morning on Fox and Friends that no search and rescue dogs died or sustained any permenant damage...
I hope I missunderstood what she said but my betterhalf heard the same thing. Is this all part of the BIG SPIN that air quality was OK?
God Bless You Diavlo play hard in heaven and keep an eye on Rhino.

I agree hole heartedly It's peaple like you that make me love my country. You did an amazing thing with a great dog.
R.I.P. Diavlo
and godbless you for everything you do Rhino
 
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Rhino said:
I turned and opened Diavlo's cage. He came out and sat next to me and just stared at me.
Ya know, I was almost holding it all together today until I read that.

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Thank you again and as always Rhino. I say thank you because I don't know a stronger term to use. :cry:
 
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Un- fucking believable.

Dog and man teamed in the highest possible level of performance.

This is part of a spiritual journey, one that counters the jihaadist culture of death.

Thank you.
 
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My friend Rommie was there also ,I don't think I could look at it ,I still have never been there and only live a hour away it saddens me just at the though of the attack on our people and country...God bless you....
 
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To Rhino & Diavil,

Thank you for your service and duty. It took me a couple
times to read the post in full. You have my upmost respect,
thank you for shairing.

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that is one hell of thing to happen and live through..

godspeed to all the rescuers and firefighters..

for those who died and got sick because of the smoke and dust, you got your place in heaven :up: :up:
 
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rhino has been heavy upon my mind of late, i read this early this morn. a solemn tribute.

thank you, bikefrk for keeping rhino's story intact

to floyd for returning it to us all, lest we forget
 
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It was a rainy day here today in NYC. I laid my flower down and walked away as I looked up into the sky above tower two, I thought tears of all fall upon my head.

Hapo every year I thank you. Your talk that night gave me renewed strength. You did help someone. Me.
 
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It was a rainy day here today in NYC. I laid my flower down and walked away as I looked up into the sky above tower two, I thought tears of all fall upon my head.

Hapo every year I thank you. Your talk that night gave me renewed strength. You did help someone. Me.
Hello Paul. I didn't want to bump this, because I haven't spoken to you like I normally do before this. I am sorry I haven't called to talk. I got a little busy over the last two days with my crash.

I hope all is ok with you today.

Thanks for digging it up again Floyd. I was scrambling this morning trying to find it.



Is there any archive of the main thread that we all typed on as the terrible events unfolded? No one saved that before we switched boards? :-?
 
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Paul ,
I will always remember you telling me the stories of your rescues in 9/11 it left goose bumps on my arms and tears in my eyes.
Mate Jac and I wear those badges you gave us on our trialing jackets for luck and inspiration .
It was a real pleasure to get to meet you in person and shake your hand stand up and take a bow you really are a hero:up: :up:
 
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rhino I just read all of this and it gave me chills.

I just found the utmost respect for you, for what you have done, and for what you have experienced.

You sound like a hell of a guy. I am sorry you had to experience all of that but having people like you out there is what makes this country the wonderful place it is. If there is ever anything you need from me, im here. :up:
 
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Paul, You are like alot of emergency workers no wanting to be labeled "Heroes" call it what you will but you had the courage to endure those days helping others you have never met.

Thanks Paul
 
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It's still almost too heavy to comprehend.
I wish you all the happiness required to balance that weight.
 
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rhino I just read all of this and it gave me chills.

I just found the utmost respect for you, for what you have done, and for what you have experienced.

You sound like a hell of a guy. I am sorry you had to experience all of that but having people like you out there is what makes this country the wonderful place it is. If there is ever anything you need from me, im here. :up:


Paul is one hell of a guy. He is one of the best people I have ever met.

And I never forget what some gave that day.




Just took down my flag, sun is setting.
 
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I can't even read that without getting angry and sad all over again.
Thank you Rhino for all you do and have given. You and all you work with.

And I would like to say :fu: :fu: to all the people that want to forget and push this act of war under the carpet so that it can happen again.
 
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It was a solemn, and moving account to read, when you first posted that. Every year since then, it still has the same effect. It reminds me of all the good Men and Women that were lost that day, and the Hero's that tried their damndest to save them.

You have my utmost respect, Paul.
 
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Tonight as I look out toward the city I see the Tower of lights. What makes this year so special is the clouds are clearing and the lights grow longer and longer. It was like looking at a ladder to the clouds. Now it looks like a ladder to heaven.

For all the people that can't say it thank you all for remembering them.

God bless our solders that are putting it on the line everyday for the act of war given on September Eleventh Two Thousand One. The day our nation was attacked with the killing of innocent people that awoke and went to work in a big city building. Not unlike many cities this country has right in our backyards across this nation. Let us not forget not only those that passed but let us remember how we all pulled together as the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. I was proud of America then as I am now. God bless everyone of us.
 
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I got a tear reading all that again:(

I have an awful lot of respect for you. I can't think of better words than "thank you" to you and everyone who worked so hard that day and the weeks after. I wish I could because thank you isn't strong enough.
 
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Thank you Paul for what you did for the fallen heros and the helpless people on that day. My uncle's brother was a firefighter and was killed in the colapse trying to get people out....I am watching the replay of events on MSNBC and it still shocks me and makes even more pissed off that we have not made the terrorists pay the ultimate price!

God bless the people that died, the people that worked the tragedy and this great country of ours!
 
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So many years later, this seems like yesterday to me still.

Paul, good luck today with the goings on in NYC.

I will see you tomorrow. :cool:

Again, thanks for what you do.


On this post I would also like to thank Hapo for what he did in the days following the tragedy that unfolded on 9/11/01. :cool:
 
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So many years later, this seems like yesterday to me still.

Paul, good luck today with the goings on in NYC.

I will see you tomorrow. :cool:

Again, thanks for what you do.


On this post I would also like to thank Hapo for what he did in the days following the tragedy that unfolded on 9/11/01. :cool:



Thank you Paul and Hapo and all that did their jobs, and all that did more than what their job required.

Never forget.
 
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