Sept. 11: a small part of a large story

... I knew Phyllis Mcguire from Nutley. It turned out she went through school with my cousin Bob Francisco a year ahead of me. And John Vita I met on the bus. He used to talk to Phyllis, so we got to know each other. He lived in New York before moving to Belleville.
For the most part, the other commuters were filled out from Central Casting for the crowd scenes.
    I remember one guy who got on at the next Nutley stop after mine, before Phyllis boarded. He was very quiet, he carried a thick briefcase, usually on his lap as soon as he sat down, like he was trying to take up as little space for himself as possible. He never said anything, as far as I knew, and always seemed so intense, concentrating on the day ahead of him. He was just another commuter on his way to work somewhere at the end of this ride. ...

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