There are windows in my office, but nowhere near my desk. As a result, nothing of importance happened in my world between 3:00pm and 4:00pm Thursday. A few blocks away in the Hudson River something spectacular occurred.
Notice the irony? I can be back in Vermont where I was “safe,” secure (but never quite felt it) or I can be in the same exact city as where all these damn birds like to fly into engines and I still might as well be over 300 miles away because I’m busy living my life instead of anyone else’s. And… ironically, feel much safer and more secure than anywhere else in the world.
But I did take the time to txt my mommy when I heard someone get a phone call about that plane crash, just to let her know I wasn’t randomly on a plane to North Carolina… or randomly swimming in the Hudson River. (Which, hi, I will never be doing.)
Ultimately, one place is as safe as another… Anything could happen at any time. So I guess it pays to be careful and make most of the time that goes by.
It’s absolutely amazing no one died in that crash. That pilot deserves something or other.
At least whenever the play the graphic of the flight path you can say, “Look! I work there!”
I posted a picture taken right in that area yesterday. Actually I wrote the post on Wednesday night and it posted yesterday, but whatever.
Creepy.
Just remember to always wear clean underwear just in case. And yes! That was amazing. And yes. Feeling safe is all relative.
It’s sweet of you to text your mother even though she’d have no reason to think you might have been on that plane.
Way back in Freshman year of college, my room mate got a call from his mother who was making sure he hadn’t decided to go to the Cincinnati Who concert at the last minute … despite the fact he’d never been to a concert before in his life.
I agree.. swimming in the Hudson in January is just not the thing to do.
Btw, I hate everyone calling it a “miracle” that no one was killed. I think it diminishes the contribution of the amazing pilot who pulled the damn thing off…
Feeling safe is a state of mind, and it speaks volumes about where you are now. I’m glad that you feel safe.
And that pilot was awesome.
And can you believe some of the quote-unquote “journalists”, when obviously saddened that there were no deaths to boost their advertising revenue, starting wondering when the passengers were going to start suing.
Freaking humans…
Such a miracle! Glad you weren’t on that flight. I was thinking about the tourist ferries and wondering how close they were to the plane coming in. It’s a miracle none of them were impacted either. Can you imagine what that must have looked like? I keep thinking about the one we took to the Statue of Liberty and how scary it would’ve been to see that coming in!