My mother lives in Manhattan, not far from the World Trade Center. She came out OK. I don’t feel that I should write about 9/11 because I wasn’t there. To me the day isn’t about anything except the people who were there. To me 9/11 isn’t anything else, it’s about the people. Tomorrow or another day I might write about reactions or consequences war or or politics or countries or religions or terrorists or Bush. Today is not about those things, for me.