quote:Originally posted by O No!:
My late husband was one of the folks who went in trying to dig people out after the towers had fallen. He had been a construction worker and so he knew how those towers had been built. He went week after week, and only came home on week-ends.
I have no proof, but I believe that all the dust and asbestos, etc. were what led to the cancer that killed him.
I'm crying as I type this. Not only did all of those poor people die that day, but quite a few more unsung heroes died trying to rescue and recover.
And you know what? Even if he had known that it would eventually kill him, he would have gone anyway.
I still love that man so much...
Ohhh...bless your heart. Sending you a hug that it may make you feel a little better.
You have every right to be proud of your husband, as am I.