The 14th anniversary is coming up and the Dust Lady story brought it all back. I worked in lower Manhattan on 9/11. My office was 3 blocks west of Ground Zero. I saw the whole thing happen from my office window, start to end - the planes, the collapses. The clouds of dust and ash were unreal. Like a Michael Bay movie. My office was on the 18th floor. I left my building at about 2 pm. The scene on the street was eerie and frightening. It had been a warm, sunny, early fall day. But when I walked out of my office, the streets looked like mid-January. Gray skies but instead of white snow, everything - mailboxes, cars, streets, sidewalks - was covered with six inches of fine gray ash. Ash was swirling through the air. But what was creepiest was the utter silence - no cars, no trucks, no buses, nothing. Like Christmas morning. The subways weren't running so I walked across the Brooklyn Bridge and into Brooklyn, and took the Long Island Rail Road home. Remember it like yesterday.