On the morning of September 11, 2001, Francesca decided, “Today will be the day that I start taking care of myself.”

She slept in a little that morning. She had put in a 12 hour day the day before at her job on the 99th floor of the World Trade Center’s North Tower and was just leaving the house around 8:45 when her sister called.

Now she plays her cello every 9-11 at the time of impact. She remembers and she weeps.

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