Tuesday morning I woke up to what sounded like a huge gun shot.

 I looked out my bedroom window to see a giant whole in the world

 trade center with flames and smoke engulfing the top. Without a TV

or radio, I had no idea what was going on.

It was while on the phone with a friend that I saw the second plane

turn and fly directly into the other building.

From my bedroom window I watched both buildings collapse. Today,

downtown is covered in smoke and soot. It smells like burnt rubber--but

we don't really know what it is that we are breathing.  My thoughts are

with the families who are now walking the streets with photographs,

looking for their loved ones. I am also thinking about the hundreds of

Dress for Success clients who worked at Morgan Stanley Dean Witter

and other companies in those buildings as secretaries and

receptionists. So many of them were single moms. I hope that they got

out in time, but we won't know for weeks...

These past two days our NYPD, FDNY, and Mayor have been the greatest

leaders a city could ever hope to have at the helm. And, New Yorkers

have poured into the streets with water, food, dry socks--and I stood

among thousands yesterday in line for 4 hours to give blood at

St. Vincent's Hospital. This is a tremendous city. I love New York and

the people who live here. My thoughts and prayers are

with those individuals and families who were inside, and especially

those who are waiting at home for news.

Nancy