Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Remembering 9/11: Artist Peggy Weis discusses her paintings

This week, all of us at RD Weis Companies remember our and our loved ones' experiences during -- and after -- the attacks on the World Trade Center.

We want to hear your story of your 9/11 experience - where you were, where your loved ones were, how you got home...

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Here, artist Peggy Weis discusses her paintings commemorating 9/11:


  1. We sat in the office watching on television knowing that our youngest staff member, who was fatherless, had an uncle who was in the Fire Department and had gone up Tower One. It wasn't until very late that night that the family was told he never got out. We all surrounded him and comforted him as best we could. It was horrendous.

  2. I worked at the architectural firm that designed the World Trade Center towers back in the 60's. Our office was overrun with news crews, etc., however the FBI said we couldn't make any type of public statement.

    Our senior partners were busy working with the FBI assisting them speculating where would be the best place to look for survivors, given the locations where the planes hit each building and the structural support system of the lower levels.

    It was surreal in so many ways. Our office received over 400 calls within 24 hours from international news agencies asking for interviews and loved ones looking friends and relatives.

    The thing that got to me was hearing that there were daycare centers in the area that had kids that weren't picked up because both of their parents worked in the Twin Towers. I broke down and cried for hours at the thought of all the orphans resulting from that day.

    I picked up my kids from school, went home and hugged them tighter than they had ever been hugged before.

  3. A friend asked me to post his comment anonymously:

    "I have always lived in Texas and have been a fan of the city itself as well as a Yankee, Giants, Rangers fan since age 8 - 40 years now.

    All I remember from my first Yankee game at the original Yankee Stadium is 'the voice' Bob Sheppard.

    Once I was able to visit the city on my own, I spent a LOT of time on the roof of tower 2 just enjoying the peacefulness, albeit breezy, that the space afforded. I visited both day and night each time I was in the city.

    My routine was the same every time, the E to WTC, grab a bite in the underground mall, head to 2WTC take the escalator to the lobby and get to the top.

    I have always had an attachment to the World Trade Center and the Empire State Buildings as no matter where my plane landed I could always look over and see the city, feel like I was home and smile.

    I was sitting at my desk in Texas and my boss came in and told me a plane had hit the towers.

    I thought no big deal it was a small plane that got lost - I had no idea that it was a clear day.

    When I found out what really happened the entire corporate office was sitting in front of the TV watching everything happen.

    Since most of our executive staff was from or had ties to NYC, we were allowed to go home and be with our families.

    I recorded the coverage on PIX as well as the other feeds that were on the satellite dish and never felt so helpless as I felt during the following week.

    From 1014 miles away I felt like I had been hit in the stomach and lost my breath and a lot of good friends.

    I still remember one of the broadcasters finding out, while they were on the air, that their child was OK - they went to Stuyvesant high school if I remember correctly.

    9/11 hit me especially hard when CBS aired the documentary on the rookie fire fighter. As they walked through the underground mall to the escalators I realized that they were retracing my steps and I realized that I would probably never get to do that again.

    At the same time I was TRYING to begin to imagine what went on in that space when the towers fell and what the people there must have been going through.

    Clearly there is no way to comprehend.

    I listen to the sports teams on the internet and with each game I think about the city and 9/11 - I have not forgotten and the pictures in my mind are just as vivid today as they were when I was watching it on TV.

    When I visited on St. Patrick's day 2002 it was overwhelming to see the FDNY flags in the parade as I watched across the street from St. Patrick's Cathedral - you could hear a pin drop when all of those flags came down the street.

    Since my Father was a fire fighter with the City of Houston for 30 years, the sacrifice that he, the other fire fighters and police make every day just added to the emotion.

    I remembered my Father's dispatching office making a bet with the FDNY dispatchers in 1986 as the Astros played the Mets in the NLCS and prayed that none of them were in the buildings.

    So many things I thought about that day as the events unfolded and the emotions are still strong 10 years later even as I write this.

    As the city's number 1 fan in the world just know that there is someone on the outside who has been thinking and praying for everyone directly affected by 9/11 as well as the entire region itself."

  4. I was getting ready to leave home and turned on the tv to watch the news and was horrified to see the towers on fire and then the second plane impact the second tower. I was just frozen where i stood in disbelief. It was a very emotional sight.