Where were you on September 11th 2001? Do you remember what your first thought upon waking was? Do you remember your plans for the day? Did you get your kids off to school, your spouse off to work, yourself off to work? And where were you on September 12th, 2001? Were you mourning someone you loved? Or were you like so many of us and just mourning something that was lost?
On September 11th, 2001, Michael Joseph Mullin, 27, got up, got ready for work and went along with his plans for the day. His plans included work. Michael was a Trader for Cantor Fitzgerald, located on the 104th floor of the North Tower of The world Trade building. Unfortunately for Michael, that was where his life would end. Michael, along with every other person who went to work in his offices that day were killed when a plane struck the building just after 9am. Michael was the son of Lynn and Fredric Mullin. He was one of five children, he had 3 brothers, Chris, Fredric, and Kevin, and one sister, Susan. He loved sports, any and all sports. I guess you could say he was a "guy's, guy." His brother Chris described him as "a man who took advantage of every opportunity that came his way. Within a period of months, Michael watched the Yankees beat the Mets in the 2000 World Series, traveled to Florida to see the Giants play in the Super Bowl, and went to Las Vegas twice."Some people can go their whole lives not doing that", his brother said. A month before his death, Michael and his girlfriend, Lisa Kantrowitz, took a two-week trip to California, touring the wineries of Napa Valley. Michael insisted on buying a bottle of wine at each vineyard they visited. The two met a year and a half before his death when they had shared a summer house on Fire Island. They had plans to move in together and eventually marry. She had described them as inseparable. There were many things Michael was never able to do. Get Married, have children, see his siblings have children. We owe it to Michael to never let him be forgotten, to not allow him to be just a number amongst 2995 others.
Take a moment today to remember the Tragedy of 911, but also remember Michael. Remember his love of sports, his closeness with his family, his love of Lisa. Lets keep him as an individual, he deserves at least that for all that he and his family lost that day. Remember where you were on September 12th 2001, and think of where Michaels family was. He was a son, a brother, a cousin, a friend, a lover, and mostly a person. WE WILL REMEMBER YOU.
5 comments:
Wonderful tribute...and encouraging everyone to think of their lives and how one moment can affect them - awesome.
My tribute to Heather Malia Ho is up also.
I, too remember where I was that morning...exactly where I sit now, only difference is now I'm reading the stories instead of watching unfold...
You did a wonderful job on your tribute....You should be proud, and I will say a prayer for his family....thanks for doing such a great job..
Kirsten
This 2996 Tribute was wonderful how it brought so many of us together...take care...
Thank you for taking the time to remember my brother Michael. If you were around Michael things were an event, if only because he was there. This alone made the act of going to get wings and pints somehow bigger.
Not a day goes by where I don't think of him, and what a great brother he was, and what a great father and uncle he would have been.
Michael is my older brother, older by a year and a half. As such he was always a bit of a guardian. Recently I had a son. The only comfort I have is that my lad will always have his Uncle Michael. Watching over him, protecting him from all the things that go bump in the night.
Thanks again,
Fred Mullin
This is the first time I have been back here since I wrote this blog. To do so brought back alot of emotions from that day. I want to thank the four of you who commented, and to Fred Mullin, it was my honor to remind the world of your brother. I am glad you appreciated it. I was a little concerned at the prospect of trying to make someone I never met become real to other people. I hope i did. Not a day goes by that I do not remember that day, and since i took on this project my mind often wanders to your brother and what his life may have been now if not for that horrible morning. I am deeply sorry for you loss.
I knew Michael from Oneonta. He was a good friend. We ran into each other in the city not to long before he had to leave. . The kind of person that is hard to find. Straightforward and a stand up guy. Doesn’t really do him justice because he was more than that actually. He was genuine. He really loved life. He enjoyed it.And he loved his family. Of all the people that I know that were lost that day, good hard working people who should be with us. But knowIng he’s not out there still hurts the most. After all this time I finally had to say I miss my friend. Loved him. And to his family I’m so sorry for your loss.
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