In the student center at Ken’s school, Thursday afternoon, September 11, 2014. Tall, shambling, heavy gutted maintenance worker with shaggy white hair in navy blue workshirt and pants, on his way towards the stairs, stops in his tracks to answer a question from a secretary calling out to him from the doorway of the career services office.
“He’s not here today. Took today off. For 9/11. He’s not telling anybody that. Well, he told his boss. He tells his bosses that’s how he lost his voice. Screaming at the other firefighters at Ground Zero. He wasn’t there. He didn’t go down. He was here when all that crap happened. He was right here.”
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