Cory Bergman
Remembering 9/11: I spent a month at Ground Zero  covering the aftermath of the attacks.  I arrived from Seattle on the  night of September 13th — called up by NBC News to help reinforce  coverage in New York — so I missed the peak of the tragedy.  Day after  day, night after night, I watched from my live shot position (above) as  crews worked tirelessly among the rubble, hoping above hope to find life  inside the twisted metal.  The rubble smoldered for weeks, permeating  the air with a metallic-smelling, dusty smoke that I’ll never forget.
One memory sticks with me the most: late one night, a few dozen  workers marched proudly toward Ground Zero, holding the American flag up  high.  Out of reach of our cameras on a darkened street, they were  headed toward another grueling 12 hour shift, some singing patriotic  songs as they walked.  They were among the many heroes of 9/11, not only  on that tragic day, but during the weeks and months that followed.

Remembering 9/11: I spent a month at Ground Zero covering the aftermath of the attacks.  I arrived from Seattle on the night of September 13th — called up by NBC News to help reinforce coverage in New York — so I missed the peak of the tragedy.  Day after day, night after night, I watched from my live shot position (above) as crews worked tirelessly among the rubble, hoping above hope to find life inside the twisted metal.  The rubble smoldered for weeks, permeating the air with a metallic-smelling, dusty smoke that I’ll never forget.

One memory sticks with me the most: late one night, a few dozen workers marched proudly toward Ground Zero, holding the American flag up high.  Out of reach of our cameras on a darkened street, they were headed toward another grueling 12 hour shift, some singing patriotic songs as they walked.  They were among the many heroes of 9/11, not only on that tragic day, but during the weeks and months that followed.

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