Posted on February 12th, 2012 by Viveca
New York Juggler Check-In List Most recent update: Monday, September 24 2001 The following New York area jugglers and their families are all fine. I will be adding their stories as I receive them, but I wanted to get this up ASAP for all the people asking. PLEASE do not assume anything about anyone whose […]
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Posted on February 12th, 2012 by Viveca
April 4, 2001. Ivan was in town visiting for a circus-filled weekend. The weekend before we’d gone to Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey’s opening night show and party at Madison Square Garden and to the Big Apple Circus’s opening in New Jersey. That day I took an exchange day for overtime I’d worked, and […]
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Posted on February 12th, 2012 by Viveca
Monday, October 22, 2001 It’s never going to get back to normal. Or rather, it changed what normal is. Outside of New York, it’s just a political abstraction. A hot topic. In fact, whether we were going to go to war was a hotter topic than now that we’re in one. Some conversations are even […]
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Posted on February 12th, 2012 by Viveca
Monday, 17 September 2001 GUEST DAY — I didn’t write anything on Day Seven, but Cynthia did: This is not going to be a dramatic emotional message which dwells on the immense loss we have suffered, it will instead tell of what is happening now. It is not going to be a call to patriotism […]
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Posted on February 12th, 2012 by Viveca
Sunday, 16 September 2001 Last night Carol decided she wanted to spend her birthday with friends. We met for dinner, and there were several people I didn’t know, including two teenage girls, a child, and a few adults. Carol’s friends Steve and Adrian had brought them, which I thought was odd for a small birthday […]
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Posted on February 12th, 2012 by Viveca
Saturday 15 September 2001 No more journal. I’m one of the lucky ones who will be returning to life as normal soon. Yesterday I did some laundry and booked a performer for a child’s birthday party. Today I picked up a replacement contact lens. Tiny errands of ordinary life feel like victories of productivity in […]
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Posted on February 10th, 2012 by Viveca
Friday, 14 September 2001 Today all day I’ve been meaning to write a rant about what it means to be an American and how angry I am with Pat Robertson for blaming the founders of our country for the attack, but I’m just too tired. Here are some images instead. The work goes on. I […]
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Posted on February 10th, 2012 by Viveca
Thursday, 13 September 2001 10:00 a.m. Not much to report personally today. Yet. And I hope. Last night put all this up and the phone kept ringing and finally went to bed around 3:30 a.m. My head hit the pillow, and I started hearing planes. Loud planes. Close planes. The cat started freaking out. Since […]
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Posted on February 10th, 2012 by Viveca
Wednesday, 12 September 2001 Eventually I couldn’t watch anymore, and since my throat was sore from grit and crying, I couldn’t talk anymore. Unlike some of my friends, I didn’t go to bed wondering if we’d be attacked again and I’d die in my sleep, but I did go to bed wondering what the city […]
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Posted on February 10th, 2012 by Viveca
Tuesday, 11 September 2001 Dear family and friends, Sorry for the mass email, but I can’t write this or say this over and over I don’t think. I’m okay. Shook up, scared, and upset, but ok. I watched from a roof, and then skated right down as far as they would let me. There was […]
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