Well, almost everything that could have gone wrong with the 2,996 Project did. The man who initiated it all had his computer crash, three days ago, with all the programs he needed to orchastrate the Project. Then he got sick.
And today, his server bandwidth got too much traffic and they kicked him off.
Well, it was a valiant effort, and I salute him. I'm personally glad I took part, and got to know one individual lost at the WTC, just a little bit.
I have to tell you, when the towers were burning and crumbling and the victims were perishing five years ago, I didn't watch. I just couldn't.
This year, I finally watched some of the footage, and it was still difficult, even this far removed.
It would be one thing to realize your loved one had died unexpectedly... but how would it feel knowing he died scared and suffering, unable to breathe, perhaps crushed or burning?
I have plenty of things to enter in my journal, but right now I'm just catching my breath from the horror I've seen in the past twenty-four hours, watching films of things I couldn't bear to watch five years ago.