Beverly Eckert ist tot- Witwe eines 9/11 Opfers, welcher im 105 Stock des Südturms starb.
Sie war an Bord des gestern abgestürzten Flug 3407 der Continental Airlines .
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29176877/Ihr Schweigen konnte nicht erkauft werden:
http://www.commondreams.org/views03/1220-04.htm (Archiv-Version vom 15.02.2009)Sie war in einer der vielen meist totgeschwiegenen Gruppen der 9/11 Opfer-Angehörigen, sie sich weiter für eine echte Aufklärung der Verbrechen einsetzen und sie hat gerade letzte Woche Präsident Obama getroffen.
Eckert, of Stamford, Connecticut, was among a group of Sept. 11 survivors who met President Barack Obama in the White House a week ago to discuss U.S. treatment of terror suspects.
http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601103&sid=aXGYvyaIKlk8&refer=usIch will hier nicht vorschlagen, dass ihr Tod in Verbindung mit diesen Angelegenheiten steht, vielmehr ist es- wieder Mal- ein Beweis dafür, dass gute Menschen meist viel zu früh diese Welt verlassen- während die Bösen dies erst unbehelligt im hohen Alter tun.
Beverly Eckerts Geschichte steht in unmittelbaren Zusammenhang mit der Frage, warum das Dach als Evakuierungsweg abgeschlossen war- wir erinnern uns- es gibt keine wirkliche plausible Erklärung im NIST-Report, und 1993 hatte man noch erfolgreich Menschen per Hubschrauber vom Dach gerettet.
"Hey Beverly, this is Sean, in case you get this message," Sean Rooney said on a voice mail message left for his wife, Beverly Eckert. "There has been an explosion in World Trade One — that's the other building. It looks like a plane struck it. It's on fire at about the 90th floor. And it's, it's — it's horrible. Bye."
"Honey, this is Sean again," he said. "Looks like we'll be in this tower for a while." He paused, as a public announcement in the background could be heard.
"It's secure here," Mr. Rooney continued. "But ——" He stopped again to listen: "if the conditions warrant on your floor you may wish to start an orderly evacuation."
Sean Rooney called Beverly Eckert. They had met at a high school dance in Buffalo, when they were both 16. They had just turned 50 together.
He had tried to go down but was stymied, then had climbed 30 floors or so to the locked roof. Now he wanted to plot a way out, so he had his wife describe the fire's location from the TV pictures. He could not fathom why the roof was locked, she said. She urged him to try again while she dialed 911 on another line. He put the phone down, then returned minutes later, saying the roof door would not budge. He had pounded on it.
"He was worried about the flames," Ms. Eckert recalled. "I kept telling him they weren't anywhere near him. He said, but the windows were hot. His breathing was becoming more labored."
Ceilings were caving in. Floors were buckling. Phone calls were being cut off. He was alone in a room filling with smoke. They said goodbye.
"He was telling me he loved me."
"Then you could hear the loud explosion."
http://www.mishalov.com/wtc_fightingtolive.html (Archiv-Version vom 07.02.2009)RIP Mr. Rooney. RIP Ms. Eckert.