Kim Rosenberg


As Interviewed by Jaelin Su, March 15, 2018

Kim Rosenberg: In His Own Words

My name is Kim Rosenberg. My day started commuting. It was a beautiful morning, early September, no clouds, all blue skies. Very comfortable, I donít remember exactly. While I was riding the elevator up when the first plane struck the North Tower. I really didnít know that anything had happened. There was a gaping hole in the side of the building with flames coming out, smoke, and everything else. Youíre not thinking in terms of the ultimate tragedy that occurred. You know, airplanes can fly into buildings, but buildings donít collapse. And then there was a huge explosion, when the second plane flew into the South Tower. Still didnít really know what was happening. Until my secretary, who came running back and said, ďAn airplane just flew into the other tower. Flew right into it.Ē And thatís the instant when you know that something drastically wrong is going on. That this is no accident, that this is somebodyís plan. I made the decision to evacuate everybody on my floor. I told everybody, ďGet out. Go home.Ē We all took the elevator down, because our building was perfectly fine.

Now, Iím trying to get back to my car, which is in Jersey City. Which means I go back to the ferry. And there was a ferry sitting there, so I got on, and went back over to Jersey City. And I was safe. Still not knowing that something as awful as what was going to happen, was going to happen. I was in the office over there, but not for very long, when the first tower collapsed. There were people walking through this cloud of dust and coming out covered like they were in talcum powder from head to toe.

The emergency response was to close down everything. So, I didnít get home for ten or twelve hours. There was a lot of luck that morning. Everything else I did that day, was just normal, or deal with it and try to get home. You know thereís nothing heroic or dramatic about that. Itís trivial in comparison to what was going on, on the other side of the river. Unfortunately in the world, bad things happen sometimes.

Then, we got the news that our friend was on the plane that went down in Pennsylvania. That made it a very sad night, and much more personal. Everybody knew somebody, and, you know, it should never happen to anybody.

Weíve walked around the plaza, probably three or four times. And looked at the pools, you know, the memorials. Looked at Mickeyís name in the marble. Itís hard for me. I brings back lots of memories. I think the memorials, the fountains, are absolutely, staggeringly, impactful. When weíre driving into New York, and I see the Trade Center standing there, it feels good. And the sphere sculpture... It represents recovery. Thatís my story.