"We heard the boom down the street. Still, nobody cared. To live in New York City is to accept the occasional boom. At that moment, nobody had any idea that a terrorist with a truck bomb had blown a crater under the WTC that was the size of the Meadowlands Arena -- or that six people were dead."
In my book, I captured that moment, the moment my mother finally came home, to Point Pleasant, N.J., to live out the rest of her life. She had bounced around psychiatric hospitals and assisted living facilities for years. Around 9-11, she came home.