From: les@jmdl.com (JMDL Digest) To: joni-digest@smoe.org Subject: JMDL Digest V2001 #397 Reply-To: joni@smoe.org Sender: les@jmdl.com Errors-To: les@jmdl.com Precedence: bulk Unsubscribe: mailto:joni-digest-request@smoe.org?body=unsubscribe Archives: http://www.smoe.org/lists/joni Websites: http://www.jmdl.com http://www.jonimitchell.com JMDL Digest Wednesday, September 12 2001 Volume 2001 : Number 397 The Official Joni Mitchell Homepage, created by Wally Breese, can be found at http://www.jonimitchell.com. It contains the latest news, a detailed bio, Original Interviews, essays, lyrics and much much more. The JMDL website can be found at http://www.jmdl.com and contains interviews, articles, the member gallery, archives, and much more. ========== TOPICS and authors in this Digest: -------- Re: from the front lines (njc) [Michael Paz ] Re: debra [Michael Paz ] Hold on extra tight tonight! ["Bree Mcdonough" ] Overwhelming sadness [WirlyPearl@aol.com] RE: Now, njc ["jlamadoo, home account" ] Re: Overwhelming sadness ["Kakki" ] Thoughts at the end of a very long day ["Pitassi, Mary" ] emotionally drained ["Wally Kairuz" ] heaven & hell (long) (njc) [John van Tiel ] Re: heaven & hell (long) (njc) ["hell" ] sincere sympathy ["frank eyre" ] NYC today (long) [dsk ] Re: debra [dsk ] new york, i love you ["Wally Kairuz" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 22:38:18 -0700 From: Michael Paz Subject: Re: from the front lines (njc) This is one email I was praying I would NOt read. So many prayers go out to you and your family as well as SO many others, dear Anne. Love Paz on 9/11/01 12:02 PM, Anne Sandstrom at asandstrom@macromedia.com wrote: > I talked to my brother this morning. He works for the National Weather > Service, just down the street from the Pentagon. He could feel the > explosions and was describing the smoke as we talked. He's considered > essential personnel. He's on until this evening. He can also see Andrews Air > Force Base. Natuarally, he didn't tell me what he could see from there. I'll > be relieved when he's home tonight. > > My younger sister works in what could easily be a strategic target. (Because > this is the internet, that's all I'll reveal.) I talked to her. Obviously, > they're under highest alert. Again, I'll be glad when she's home. > > Sadly, a member of my extended family is among the missing. We're hoping for > the best. But he works either in the towers or a building right next to > them. (You know how you just half pay attention to these things at family > gatherings...) Please pray for Jimmy. > > My heartfelt prayers to all who will be personally touched by this. > > lots of love > Anne ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 22:42:02 -0700 From: Michael Paz Subject: Re: debra I have not heard anything and in spite of the current controveersy in this forum I pray for her and her family and friends and hope she is back in the saddle to resolve this misunderstanding and carry on with the music of Joni Mitchell and all the residual beauty it PROcreates. Love paz on 9/11/01 12:45 PM, colin at colin@tantra-apso.com wrote: > Has anyone heard from Debra Shea yet? ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 20:37:22 -0700 From: "Bree Mcdonough" Subject: Hold on extra tight tonight! Today's events brings to mind that we should never let a loved one, friend, spouse go, without and an embrace and saying a simple: I LOVE YOU! We never no what tomorrow will bring. Or the next minute for that matter. So, if you are fortunate enough tonight to have a special someone in your life, let them know your love for them and hold 'em tight. There is NO guarantee of a tomorrow. (if you don't have a lover, partner, spouse, friend, surely you have a dog or cat, something? Give them a special pet) My prayers are with everyone, stay safe Bree _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 22:44:19 -0700 From: Michael Paz Subject: Re: [Jonifest2001] Re: SEND UP YOUR PRAYERS ... Hell So glad you made it home safe. How many rooms do you have in your house> Can we all move in. You never hear of this kinda crap down under (at least NOT here). I have always fancied living on an island. Cheers!@ Paz on 9/11/01 1:06 PM, hell at hell@ihug.co.nz wrote: > Kate wrote: > >> did hell fly out yesterday? > > > I've just arrived home - the first thing I did was get on the PC and check to > see if everyone was OK. > > We taxied into Auckland Airport to be told there had been a "world event" and > that someone would be on board soon to brief us. We then heard the horrific > news - which completely threw me and everyone else on the plane, particularly > since we were on a United Airlines flight. They also initially informed us > that it was the Empire State Building that had been destroyed, and it wasn't > until we got into the terminal that we heard the real facts. > > I'm now trying to take it all in - I knew coming home would be traumatic, but > not in this way. I'm so glad that (so far) everyone on the list is OK, and > hope all your families, friends and loved ones have not been harmed. > > Thinking of you all > > Hell ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 22:47:21 -0700 From: Michael Paz Subject: Re: [Jonifest2001] All We Need Is Love - I think this does have Joni content Great fecking post. Thank you SO much! Love Paz on 9/11/01 2:25 PM, Leslie Mixon at lcmixon@pacbell.net wrote: > In the midst of the horrific gloom of this day, I wanted to share a little > light with all of you. > > Yoko Ono was asked: > "What do you think is the best way a John and Yoko admirer can help to > perpetuate the Lennon legacy?" > > Yoko Ono replied: I think for myself and John, as well - we would both be > very happy if some of the stuff that we did inspired you to enjoy your own > life and gave you courage to go through life, life's hardships, and to > discover yourself and love yourself. Try to make your heart dance once a day, > and if you can't do that, make somebody else's heart dance that day. Keep on > doing that for two months or more and your life will change > totally. > > In a recent interview Joni was quoted as saying that the most important thing > in life is to have a good heart. > > With love and hope for the future, > Leslie ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 22:52:33 -0700 From: Michael Paz Subject: Re: "the dark abyss of annihilation" - NJC Another HUGE THANK YOU to you Murph. Wonderful post! I am hurting so deeply tonight and refuse to watch anymore of the glorification on TV. I am so sick of the media I could spit. I knew this list would come around to the beauty and unity that we all need and want. Thanks bro. Love Paz on 9/11/01 5:52 PM, Murphycopy@aol.com at Murphycopy@aol.com wrote: > I received this e-mail from a friend tonight. I post it to remind us of how > interwoven all of our lives and our actions are. I also post this for the > great words of wisdom it contains from Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Right now, > my 24 year old niece is comforting a friend who lost many of his coworkers > who were on one of the planes hijacked from Boston. How different the world > seems today than it did yesterday. > > Here's my friend's e-mail to me: > > I don't know if you lost any friends today, but I did. Let's not forget > a few words of wisdom: > > Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot > drive out hate; only love can do that. Hate multiplies hate, violence > multiplies violence, and toughness multiplies toughness in a descending > spiral of destruction. The chain reaction of evil-hate begetting hate, > wars producing more wars -- must be broken, or we shall be plunged into > the dark abyss of annihilation. > > -Dr. Martin Luther King ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 23:00:22 -0700 From: Michael Paz Subject: Re: Hold on extra tight tonight! Another post that has touched me deeply on this dark sad day. Conitnued strength and nuturing to all who are in need tonight. Love Paz on 9/11/01 8:37 PM, Bree Mcdonough at bree_mcdonough@hotmail.com wrote: > Today's events brings to mind that we should never let a loved one, friend, > spouse go, without and an embrace and saying a simple: I LOVE YOU! We never > no what tomorrow will bring. Or the next minute for that matter. > > So, if you are fortunate enough tonight to have a special someone in your > life, let them know your love for them and hold 'em tight. There is NO > guarantee of a tomorrow. (if you don't have a lover, partner, spouse, > friend, surely you have a dog or cat, something? Give them a special pet) > > My prayers are with everyone, stay safe > > Bree > > _________________________________________________________________ > Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 23:56:47 EDT From: WirlyPearl@aol.com Subject: Overwhelming sadness Hello friends, I am so deeply stunned and saddened about today's horrific events. Early this morning, I was frantically trying to reach my daughter Marcy in NY. She works in midtown but her husband of 1 year, Mike, works in the World Financial Center, right next to the World Trade Center. Fortunately, his building was evacuated in time. He was one of the thousands running north to escape, seeing people plunging to their deaths, seeing bodies on the ground. Seeing the planes hit, the flames and smoke and the huge monoliths collapse, leaving a sobbing message on Marcy's voice mail. Marcy was able to get through to my husband Steve and said they were both safe, that Mike was at a co-worker's home in Greenwich Village. Relief that they were ok, still in shock and disbelief over what was unfolding. I'm still glued to the screen, wishing that I could wake up from this horrible, surreal dream. I had been planning for days that I would finally get it together to share my thoughts and feelings about this year's Jonifest. I can't possibly do that right now, but I do want to share one small touching moment that happened. On Sunday evening, as we were enjoying some relaxing, intimate sharing of music in the candle room. A Beatle song was played and John, who was sitting right next to us, began to play another ...the beautiful song "Here, There and Everywhere." While everyone sat and listened intently, I asked Steve to dance close and slow. As we danced, I listened to the words, which I seemed to be hearing for the first time. They started to take on a new meaning, from a new perspective. Overcome with emotion, I quietly cried on Steve's shoulder, and we kissed when it ended. It was a very touching moment for us. The only other time we danced to this song was for our first dance as husband as wife. I did try before and then again afterwards, to tell the group gathered that this was our wedding song. Not hearing me begin to speak, John had already burst into a another more cheerful Beatle song (was it "When I'm 64?") and I couldn't get the words I wanted to share, out. So, I'm sharing it with you now. And I had also wanted to say that today, Tuesday, September 11, 2001 is our Silver Wedding Anniversary. A time there should be a major celebration for staying together for 25 years and still in love. (How many times we've said to each other, " I told you when I met you I was crazy.") I've never really been able to deal very well with birthdays, holidays and special occasions like these. I won't try to analyze that here. But from now on our special day will forever be linked with the overwhelming sadness of today's tragedy. The news that we will be hearing in the coming days will be unbearable. I join all of you in your prayers. I am so grateful for our connection. Pearl ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 00:20:14 -0400 From: "jlamadoo, home account" Subject: RE: Now, njc > -----Original Message----- > Nuriel Tobias wrote: > > A big big hug from israel to all of you. This day will fade. > Cry and hope, > Nuriel Maybe it should _not_ fade, Nuriel. I mean, as a Jewish-Canadian once said, NEVER FORGET, eh? Lama ps. Seriously, I know what you mean though. Thank you. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 21:37:59 -0700 From: "Kakki" Subject: Re: Overwhelming sadness Oh Pearl! I am so glad to hear that Marcy and Mike are alright. I remembered this afternoon that you had just told me at Ashara's that they were working in or near the WTC and I was just sick for you. I can't imagine the day you have had. I am so thankful to hear that most all of our list members in NYC are alright. I was also very concerned about Stephen Elliott and Rusty and am very relieved they are O.K. I was trying to think of everyone and isn't Tanya also there? I hope she is safe. I am feeling imploded, sick and, like Mark, that something just went out of us today. But I am heartened by so many of the absolutely beautiful and uplifting words that some of you have sent in today. Praying for all, Kakki ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2001 23:51:44 -0500 From: "Pitassi, Mary" Subject: Thoughts at the end of a very long day Half an hour from the end of this day, I'm taking a deep breath and simply trying to process all the images. I wonder sometimes if we humans have whatever "equipment" must be necessary to take in something so fundamentally unbelievable. On a personal note, as I just discovered, my family dodged a double bullet. When I heard that one of the planes (turns out it was both) that crashed into the WTC had originated from Boston, and then that a third plane had crashed near Pittsburgh, my first thought was for my aunt, scheduled to leave Boston and arrive in Pittsburgh sometime early this week when I last talked to her a little more than a week ago. Turns out she DID leave Boston this morning--on the one right before American Flight 11, the flight she usually takes. And my first cousin, her daughter, who lives in Boston, often WORKS Flight 11, but was not doing so this morning. She knew all the crew though, so it's very hard for her. You are all in my prayers tonight, as is everyone who lost a loved one today. . .and everyone who, beyond all reckoning, "dodged a bullet." Take care, stay safe, and be well, Mary. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 00:58:10 EDT From: Ricw1217@aol.com Subject: the rapists in the pools... what a sad day this is for united states and for the world. you try and gather your thoughts and everything seems a grim choice between understatement and hysteria. i wanted nothing so much than to leave my office today, find my daughters and hold them in my arms. to say how sorry i am that i can't protect them from all the murders, great and small - that i can't protect them from the horrors in their livingroom, let alone the random madness of the every day. its so depressing, these things we do to each other, country to country, neighbor to neighbor, family to family, list member to list member. with a heavy heart. ric ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 01:58:42 -0300 From: "Wally Kairuz" Subject: RE: Overwhelming sadness i know, pearl, i saw you. i have treasured the image of you and steve cheek to cheek, your face radiant with emotion. i secretly shared that moment with you from my corner as a celebration of all that is beautiful in the universe. thank you for that picture: it will live for ever in my memory. wallyK - -----Mensaje original----- De: owner-joni@jmdl.com [mailto:owner-joni@jmdl.com]En nombre de WirlyPearl@aol.com Enviado el: Miircoles, 12 de Septiembre de 2001 12:57 a.m. Para: joni@smoe.org; jonifest2001@yahoogroups.com Asunto: Overwhelming sadness While everyone sat and listened intently, I asked Steve to dance close and slow. As we danced, I listened to the words, which I seemed to be hearing for the first time. They started to take on a new meaning, from a new perspective. Overcome with emotion, I quietly cried on Steve's shoulder, and we kissed when it ended. It was a very touching moment for us. Pearl ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 02:14:31 -0300 From: "Wally Kairuz" Subject: emotionally drained dear family, i am going to bed. i am exhausted. i have cried all day thinking of my beautiful new york defiled this way, of all the friends and lovers in nyc i still haven't heard from, of all of you, of war and madness. nostradamus predicted these events exactly as they happened. he mistook only the year and the month: he said august 1997 instead of september 2001. we must be strong now to fulfill our destinies. love, wallyK ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 01:18:21 -0400 From: John van Tiel Subject: heaven & hell (long) (njc) Almost midnight, from behind a computer in Baltimore I just have to write this. I9m playing Bach9s cello suites - music so soothing, yet so sad and deep, full of waves. A day behind the TV. Checking e-mail messages every half-hour. Hearing the worried voices from my mother in the Netherlands ("I9m so glad you called. We9ve been trying to reach you. Is Baltimore close to New York and Washington?"), from friends 4,000 miles away. Receiving messages of sympathy, of worry. And I think of the Fest. Five days of heaven. Five days in which I embraced Wally K (he9s from Argentina), Helen (she9s from New Zealand), Les & Chris (they9re from the UK), Bob (he9s from the South), Paz (he9s from Honduras), Mags n9 Stephen (they9re from Canada), Ashara (she9s from another world), Sharon, Yael, Jody, Les (they9re from deep down in my heart), Kakki, Marcel, Mr. & Mrs Mixon (they9re all from California), Claudia (permanently) and many many more. Five days in which I was happy, jubilant, silent, talkative, at ease, in awe, in admiration, forgetting about time, forgetting about distances, forgetting about differences ("Yes Marcel, I am a Socialist, always have been, and no we don9t eat people, we prefer cheese and chocolates. Oh, and I am a smoker, too!"). Five days in which I sang & listened, talked & listened (Suzan, Sharon, I would have loved to invite you over for a couple of weeks, just to talk to you and to cook for you), laughed & listened, dreamed & listened. Five days in which I admired. Five days in which I loved. Yes, I was at Ashara9s for the full five days. And now, just past midnight, the television off, Bach playing, Claudia probably already asleep, I see all these mixed images in my mind. I hear Alison & Micheal Paz screaming "Oh My God" in ecstatic laughter, and I hear the "Oh My God" on the NBC screen in New York City. I see Kate & Jeff sitting peacefully outside on the wooden veranda of Atty May9s on the Plum Island beach, eating soup and chips ("French fries"), Kate9s long hair blowing in her face all the time and I think "They flew back to LA. Wasn9t the hijacked plane from Boston destined for LA? Or was it SF?" I read how some people on the Jonifest list try to explain how wonderful the fest was, and how they are trying to find ways not to make it sound "too kumba-ya-ish" and I think "Kumba-ya? Isn9t that a Middle-Eastern word?" And I see how men hug women, and women hug men, and men hug men, and women hug women at Ashara9s and I see rescue workers putting their arms around the victims of the attack. And I hear how Les tells me that the List has over 800 members and the last thing I hear on the television is that the estimated death toll of the Pentagon attack alone is over 800. Today was 11 September 2001. I have only been back one week from a place called Topsfield. And I feel the relief again when I read that Hell has made it home safely, and that Alison is alright, as is Patrick, dear Patrick whose eyes in my pictures either look as if he has just seen Hannibal Lector or as if he is imitating Robert de Niro in Taxidriver saying You looking at me? Eh, you looking at me?9 And I hear Claudia sing A Case of You with Gregg, and I look around and see tears in Kakki9s eyes, and in Suzan9s eyes, and I hear Sue Cameron saying that she cried too and I hear Claudia9s thin, frightened voice while she is watching CNN, saying, "Doesn9t this scare you?" I cried softly when Amy sang For Free and The Circle Game. The beauty of it made me cry. Today I almost cried, too. And then I see Mags and Brian again. In love. Side by side. Dealing with personal hardships. Not giving up. Being open about it. And I admire them both. And I see the four us going out for a nightly beach walk, the full moon, and how Chris joins us and he starts talking how I treasure that walk as I treasure the walk with Bob SC when I listen and listen and listen to his serious and deep and wise side. And I read Bob Murphy9s heartfelt message about his sister and I see him again, joking, writing half-drunk messages to the list not half realising how brilliant his pen is and being totally surprised by the response he gets off-list and on-list. And I hear Ashara9s mother9s voice and then mayor Giuliani who sounds totally genuine, talking from his heart and remarkably controlled - unlike George W. who sounds artificial (again) and confused - and I miss Ashara and Bill Clinton. And I see Marilyn sitting in the church, stars in her eyes. And I see shy Stephanie, enjoying every second. Silent Les. Exuberant Donna. The lesbian get-together, all relaxed and smiles. And I see Jim Man-of-God, happy, composed, not sitting still for a single second. And I see Kay, glowing, Yael, eyes of a goddess, Sharon, beautiful Sharon, Les, unfathomable and silently loved by every man & woman in the room, a voice to die for, Maggy, the one I simply need to hug and I see a whole contingent of shy people (no, don9t be afraid, I9m not going to mention your names) who lost some of it because of the incredible atmosphere and then BOOM NY, WTC, NBC, DC, CNN, ABC, 757, 767, 9.05. And then I see Claudia hugging Anne who just had devastating news and I hug both of them and Anne breaks down on the porch when she hears the sounds the festers sing Both Sides Now from Ashara9s music room. On tv people were breaking down, too. Reporters had a hard time keeping their tears in check. And I know how Les felt when he returned to England after the Fest and how Chris felt and how many others felt I know how I felt after the first Fest I attended. The blues indeed. How must thousands of people all over America feel tonight? Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands? Waiting for a phonecall that won9t come. For a message. For Leaving, departing they9re not the same, are they? And I see Jody & Scott all elated and totally exhausted because their house hunt in the Boston area has been successful. And then I see all the debris again. Today was 11 September 2001. I have only been back one week from a place called Topsfield. I am still in America. For another two to three weeks. It9s so different from Europe. CNN: "Americans will never feel safe again in their country." I have never felt really safe in America, in a country where anyone might carry a gun. But then again, I am a European from a relatively safe and laid-back country. I HAVE felt wonderful over here. With my friends from the list, whenever I am with Claudia, at concerts in The Birchmere in Alexandria, VA, at the beach, in the woods. But above all, at Ashara9s. Ashara9s is heaven. Today was hell. John van Tiel Bach9s cello suites are finished. Silence. See you later. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 17:33:11 +1200 From: "hell" Subject: Re: heaven & hell (long) (njc) John wrote: > I am still in America. For another two to three weeks. It9s so different > from Europe. CNN: "Americans will never feel safe again in their country." I > have never felt really safe in America, in a country where anyone might > carry a gun. But then again, I am a European from a relatively safe and > laid-back country. I HAVE felt wonderful over here. With my friends from the > list, whenever I am with Claudia, at concerts in The Birchmere in > Alexandria, VA, at the beach, in the woods. But above all, at Ashara9s. > Ashara9s is heaven. Today was hell. Thank you, John, for saying what I wanted to, when I couldn't find the words. Hell ____________________________ "To have great poets, there must be great audiences too." - Walt Whitman hell@ihug.co.nz Hell's Personal Photo Page: http://homepages.ihug.co.nz/~hell/main/personal.htm Visit the NBLs (Natural Born Losers) at: http://www.nbls.co.nz ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 06:13:22 +0000 From: "frank eyre" Subject: sincere sympathy I would like to send my deepest heartfelt sympathies to all Americans and concur completely with Prime Minster Blair. God Bless frank N. Ireland _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 02:26:55 -0400 From: dsk Subject: NYC today (long) When we were allowed to leave the building at about 1:30 today, the smoke that was still in the air was almost suffocating, and everything, parked cars, leaves, street signs, canopies, were covered with at least 1/2 inch of powdery grey ash, and this was several blocks east and a little south of the World Trade Center. People either had filter-masks on or were holding cloths to their nose. Police and some National Guard soldiers were on corners. There were no moving vehicles on the street except for fire trucks and ambulances. It was very quiet. Very strange for Manhattan. I went further east to walk up Water Street. That was rather far from the explosion and yet even there everything was covered with ash. It was as though there'd been a snowstorm, but it was a dead one; there was no sparkle, and no crunch when walking. There were papers on the street, and shopping bags and file folders, all things that were sitting in an office many blocks away a few hours before. There were a few pieces I picked up, papers with singed edges, a page with the address of 1 World Trade Center, a copy of a check, and an invoice from California with the sender's name on it, and I thought thank god the person that sent this wasn't in those buildings. I have no idea what I'll do with these few things. Maybe nothing. Maybe something that will attempt to honor all those lives lost. I don't know now. I passed some volunteers on a corner handing out wet paper towels to put over our faces so we could breathe a little easier, and all I could do was hold out my hand for one and nod slightly. I couldn't speak. Almost everyone was very quiet, slowly walking north, wanting to get home. Holding the wet paper towel to my nose made it possible to get some air that wasn't mostly smoke or dust, and this was over three hours after the second tower had collapsed. When I passed Maiden Lane and looked to the left there was open sky where normally the towers would have been clearly visible and was overcome with unbearable sadness. I think people that live here, and visitors too, will always feel a huge ache when they look in that direction. Some friends caught up with me after I'd been walking for a while, and as we walked through the pretty community garden of an apartment complex and through the east side of Chinatown we spent time figuring out how each of us was going to get home. The F train was somewhere, but none of us knew exactly where. At that point we were all just walking north and didn't even know if any subways were running, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to take the subway anyway. We occasionally looked back and just stared at the huge dark cloud that looked like it would never dissipate. As we walked Andrew told me how he'd passed the towers about 10 minutes before the first plane hit. Stephen's wife and baby had been at home on Long Island. Mostly we all walked without talking much. There were so many people in the streets, walking. We got into the Lower East Side and saw the F train stop at East Broadway. First time I'd ever been there. It was running, so we all decided to go on it in our continuing "head north" journey. While waiting on the crowded platform we talked about the ash in our hair and how extremely dusty Lee's shoes were and heard his story about how as soon as the first plane hit, he had run to where his wife worked, which was even closer to the towers than we had all been so the ash was deeper, to find her because there was no answer at her office phone number. Security there wouldn't let him in and he ended up using someone else's ID. She wasn't there. He came back to where we work. He ran back to look for her again. Finally he found out that she'd left her office right away and had gotten home before the subways had been shut down. To add to the poignancy of it he said she's expecting and he sighed as he said he was so glad she was safe. All of us, and people waiting nearby that heard his story, felt relief at that too. In the very crowded subway car there was more talk about how to get home. We figured out that I could change at 53rd Street for the train I needed (if it was running), someone near us overheard Stephen talking about Long Island and he lived there also so they figured out together the best way to go, Penn Station versus changing at Jamaica, another guy nearby told us his story about how he's the manager of a building on Wall Street and he'd just gone up on the roof to check something just after the first plane had hit, and how he couldn't move as he watched the second plane. I love talkative New Yorkers. Being so aware of each other is part of being a New Yorker. I love New York. I am so incredibly sad that this has been done. Debra Shea ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 02:30:25 -0400 From: dsk Subject: Re: debra Michael Paz wrote: > > I have not heard anything and in spite of the current controveersy in this > forum I pray for her and her family and friends Thank you Michael. There's one friend who started working at Merrill Lynch a few weeks ago and I haven't heard from him yet. and hope she is back in the > saddle to resolve this misunderstanding I'll write when I can. Debra Shea and carry on with the music of Joni > Mitchell and all the residual beauty it PROcreates. > > Love > > paz ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 12 Sep 2001 03:39:38 -0300 From: "Wally Kairuz" Subject: new york, i love you i can't sleep. i can't stop crying. new york, i love you. i'm crying for you. i should be there to help you get back on your feet. new york, you always gave me everything. we are meant for each other. i'm crying. i will never be able to laugh again. i love you new york. i love your people, the folks that talk to me on the subway, the dry cleaner on horatio and greenwich, the video store on hudson and west 11th. ------------------------------ End of JMDL Digest V2001 #397 ***************************** ------- Post messages to the list by clicking here: mailto:joni@smoe.org Unsubscribe by clicking here: mailto:joni-digest-request@smoe.org?body=unsubscribe ------- Siquomb, isn't she?