StoryCorps
Last Wednesday, I'm listening to NPR and there was a collection of recordings from Story Corp as part of their fund raising efforts for WLRN. I've heard the interviews that become stories on the radio many times and it is regular part of the Morning Edition on Fridays.
There was a story about a call a lady got shortly after 9:00 am on 9/11 from the 103 floor of the WTC. The caller was pretty much doomed and I guess he felt it was time to call his ex-wife and say good bye and that he loved her. Even though divorced, the couple still cared for each other. I have a hard time thinking about a situation like that. Oh shit my life is over, but I still have a few moments, what should I do. He did the right thing.
My Mom died the evening of 9/9/2001. Forty days in a hospice facility is a long time. She got good care and kind of slipped away. Very little drama at about 6:00 pm, my sister and I decided to go home for something to eat and to feed her family. We turned off the TV we had been watching since early that morning and turned out the lights. I guess she decided to wait until we left to stop breathing. The nurse called about a minute after we got back to my sister's house. We had said good bye and I love you many times during those forty days and then it was over.
There was a story about a call a lady got shortly after 9:00 am on 9/11 from the 103 floor of the WTC. The caller was pretty much doomed and I guess he felt it was time to call his ex-wife and say good bye and that he loved her. Even though divorced, the couple still cared for each other. I have a hard time thinking about a situation like that. Oh shit my life is over, but I still have a few moments, what should I do. He did the right thing.
My Mom died the evening of 9/9/2001. Forty days in a hospice facility is a long time. She got good care and kind of slipped away. Very little drama at about 6:00 pm, my sister and I decided to go home for something to eat and to feed her family. We turned off the TV we had been watching since early that morning and turned out the lights. I guess she decided to wait until we left to stop breathing. The nurse called about a minute after we got back to my sister's house. We had said good bye and I love you many times during those forty days and then it was over.
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