This book was an eye opening account
to what actually happened inside of one of the Twin Towers during the 9/11
attacks. See, when you look at the footage of the towers after the planes hit,
it really looks like just a lot of smoke and that the buildings suffered very
little damage. However, according to the author’s first-hand account, the
interior was nothing like what the TV viewer saw happening outside.
Walls melted, fireballs ripped throughout
the elevator shafts and anywhere else it could find an opening. Dozens of
people fell to their deaths- not just the one or two victims shown on TV that
day. It was utter chaos.
That chaos is the only thing I didn't
like about reading this book. It also happens to be the author's journal of
events written during her recovery process from PTSD. As a survivor of abuse, I
understand how confusing the process of unravelling the events can be. And
while this book didn't trigger any events for me, it's still hard to follow.
The utter panic and disorder felt by the author is eerily present. Some events
seem disjointed. And it really makes it hard for a reader to understand just
where and when the action is taking place. Thankfully, a series of appendixes
are included and ease some of the burden.
I also wish that the author took
more time on writing about her personal life and her post-9/11 career. Many of
the captions in the photograph section and the dust jacket imply this, and I
felt myself wanting to know more. Hopefully, Haskin will write another book
covering this area- or even an expanded edition. If she does, it's a done deal
that I'll be searching it out at my local library.
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