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...into what Akana calls the pit at ground zero, a gigantic crater of mangled steel beams that looked like curly fries and pretzels. He was stationed in a very dangerous area near 1 Liberty Plaza, a building that was thought to be on the verge of collapsing. Officials would yell at everyone to evacuate, and there would be stampedes to get out. Ive never been so scared in my life, Akana says. In the back of my head, I knew I was probably in a really risky position. But you just dont think about it when youre there...

Author: By Megha M. Doshi, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Dispatches from Ground Zero | 9/21/2001 | See Source »

...still strive to meet those standards. He's truly a successful man because he created a set of standards to help [the staff] strive to be better, and not just at work, either." Pretty ambitious stuff for a cook. Especially when it would be a lot easier to just yell a lot and get your own sitcom...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Chef: Captain Cook | 9/17/2001 | See Source »

...building guards began directing us toward the parking garage. More than one hundred of us had entered the garage when the dust became too thick to breathe. Somehow my co-worker and I became separated. People in the garage began to yell to those trying to exit the lobby and, slowly, we all re-entered the lobby. I found her again and it’s safe to say we were relieved to find each other. We were directed toward the back of the building, the side that faces away from the direction from which the dust was coming...

Author: By Gregory J. Davis, | Title: The End of Innocence: September 11, 2001 | 9/17/2001 | See Source »

...kept trying to be nice, but the director would yell at me ‘Sneer,’” he said...

Author: By Garrett M. Graff, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Rushdie Discusses New Short Novel | 9/10/2001 | See Source »

...Apparently, I am not a very good person. During my annual visit to San Francisco?s ballpark, I catcall the newly muscled Barry as he stands in the outfield. I holler at him, make loud choking noises, yell rhetorical questions: "Hey Barry, nice one! Why couldn?t you play like that in Pittsburgh?!" I pull my Pirates hat down low over my eyes and glower at the disgustingly cheerful Giants fans, who are all chatting away on their late-model Nokias and sipping celery sodas...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Barry-ing the Hatchet With Mr. Bonds | 9/7/2001 | See Source »

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