To Remember Jenny Low Wong

I found out that we lost Jenny on September 11th from my mom a week later. She called and said she saw Jenny's picture among the missing on TV. The next day I called a college friend who had seen the same broadcast and called Jenny's sister to confirm it. I was sitting at my desk at work and found Jenny's picture on the Internet and couldn't stop shaking.
I got up from my desk and went home in shock. I could barely function. I went through all of my pictures from college -- and maybe found one or two. She never likes having her picture taken. Jenny was the Treasurer of the Baptist Student Union while we were at NYU. She came with us during one of the Spring Breaks when we came down to Alabama. She was very kind and quiet and so extremely devoted to her studies. I think she was afraid of letting her parents down. She was quick to volunteer if anything needed to be done. She majored in Business at Stern and graduated when I did.

I'm writing to make sure I never forget. I want to make sure my nephews, children, and grandchildren know who Jenny was and that I was in New York in the middle of it all. I want to be able to show them what hate can do, so they can learn and grow from it. I want them to look at this day, not just as a remote part of history, but how it affected our country in a very personal way.

The next day I went to a florist to buy flowers- they wanted to give them to me for free when they realized what it was for - and went to Union Square (*this was the location where the "missing" posters seemed to end up being centrally located). It was healing and peaceful. Then I went to Washington Square Park and left flowers for Jenny at the arch, among a sea of candles and flowers in memorial.