I was working on a Superfund cleanup site just north of Cincinnati, putting in an groundwater intercept/treatment system as well as a gabion basket wall along an eroded creek bank to protect the intercept trench. The track hoe operator had his radio on and just stopped right in the middle of dumping some rip-rap into one of the wire baskets. He swung his boom out to the side of machine and motioned for us all to come up to the cab. At that time, they were still trying to figure out if it was a Cessna or a larger plane that hit the tower when the second plane hit as we were listening live. We all pretty much gathered around his hoe and listened for about the next couple hours, in disbelieve. Our company held many different contracts with government agency's so we knew we would be getting calls for people to go there. We had emergency response contracts with FEMA, OSHA, USPS, etc. By the end of the day, my friend Alex and I were in the bosses office. He told us we both would be going to New York when requested. That call came on September 18th, when rescue efforts had all but seized and it became a cleanup effort. However, in the 24 hours that passed from getting the call to when we were to start traveling to get to the site, I was called off of Ground Zero duty to attend to another job we had in Utica, New York that needed a replacement worker trained in Health/Safety/HAZWOPER for one that had quit.
Alex spent 11 months on the Ground Zero site working a contract for FEMA as a recovery specialist. His job was to go in as compressed tanks were found, and try to identify what was in the tanks. Tanks that included SCBA and backboards that firemen had on when they perished. He saw things I don't want to fathom. He didn't come back the same person that went up.....way more subdued and not so happy-go-lucky. We were both young, mid 20s, and in a way I think that site took the last little bit of "childhood" that lingered in his otherwise adult body. Initially, I was kinda bummed that I didn't get to go help. But in the end, although I would have gladly done it, I'm glad I didn't end up there.