Yes, the smell. I was up very early on 9/12 like most of the nation I bet. I could smell something, like plastic was burning. I went into my attic, nothing. The garage, nothing. I walked into my backyard, and the odor was a little stronger. As I walked into the front yard, it got stronger and continued to do so as I walked down the street. I was walking closer to the Raritan Bay, still a mile or two away, but it was the smell of the site, so chilling and so heartbreaking. I was talking the day before at a rec game I was coaching, and some guy was in the conversation who I did not know. I later asked someone who he was. He died the next day.
With all the talk of Nick Galis the other day, I looked up his Wiki page, then I decided to do it for Callindrillo. One page that had his bio said how he was offered a job at Cantor FitzGerald in the WTC but was afraid of heights, so he instead decided to commute to Ct for work.