When the planes hit I was in Keene but my folks were just a few blocks from the Trade Center and they watched as the planes hit. They were heading to breakfast at the World Financial Center, strolling from their NYU apartment at Washington Square Village, but that day would change my mother's life. She developed an acute PTSD reaction that would linger for several years, and died several years later of lung cancer (though she was never a smoker) presumably from breast cancer that had migrated to the lungs (although no tests confirmed they were the same cells and even the radiological interventionist told me that they weren't the same...He said "There's some weird looking purple shit in your mother's lungs that I've never seen before." Was this a consequence of all that asbestos and chemical laden smoked she breathed in? I'll never know.
The video sits on a friend's server in Keene (so please be patient for loading time):