It was 8:52 in the morning and the telephone rang. And it was Peter, and he said "Dad, we're on the airplane," he said, "and we've been hijacked."
He said, "It's really getting bad." I started to say something and then he said "Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God." I heard somebody scream. We turned around and we looked at the television and we saw that plane coming in. And we saw it hit. And we both knew that it was Peter's plane. I never realized the importance of having some remains. They recovered a small bone from Peter's leg. And I held it in my hand. Not very much, but it was part of Peter. I mean, he was my son. And it was like a very important thing to have that. ------------------------------------ Post message: [email protected] Subscribe : [email protected] Unsubscribe : [email protected] List owner : [email protected] Homepage : http://proletar.8m.com/Yahoo! Groups Links <*> To visit your group on the web, go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/proletar/ <*> Your email settings: Individual Email | Traditional <*> To change settings online go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/proletar/join (Yahoo! ID required) <*> To change settings via email: [email protected] [email protected] <*> To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: [email protected] <*> Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to: http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/
