It doesn't pay to be superstitious

.....no sooner did I hit send for a job in NY when K (who happens to be on the telephone with someone on 5th avenue) gets told that a small plane has just flown into a building. What do you say? Even in my short time here I have met people whose family or friends were in or near the towers - everyone has a memory of where they were when it happened (just like home really). Anyway I have decided not to dwell - seems to me something sad is always happening somewhere in this country and, on the flip side, something happy too.