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Press Release

For Immediate Release

9/13/01

1 p.m. CST

Jag's House Urges Macintosh Oriented Businesses to Donate In the Wake of Terrorist Attack

"As owner of the classic Macintosh site Jag's House and JagWerks Media, a Macintosh consulting company, I am urging all Macintosh oriented businesses to donate a portion of their proceeds to help those in need after Tuesday's terrorist attack on world freedom," Bill Jagitsch, the owner of Jag's House, (http://www.jagshouse.com), a site devoted to older Macintosh comuters said.

Jagitsch said his company is donating a portion of it's proceeds to the cause.

"All businesses, large and small can help by donating proceeds, time, money, computer hardware and blood to the various agencies that are helping the relief effort. They can also help by urging customers to do the same," Jagitsch said.

"I am also urging everyone to do what they can to help eradicate terrorism worldwide," Jagitsch said. "Personally, I refuse to sit idle and watch my freedoms and the freedoms of my fellow man worldwide to be taken away by terrorist thugs. I urge everyone to contact their representatives and let them know that you want them to do everything within their power to stop terrorism worldwide. This is a war without borders, a war with an invisible enemy and a war that can only be won with the help of all nations that abhor the tragedy and horror that terrorism brings, " Jagitsch said. 

Jagitsch has a web page with more information on how you can help:

http://www.jagshouse.com/torrorism.html

CONTACT

Bill Jagitsch

jag@NOSPAMjagshouse.com

Please Do What You Can To Help Those Brutally Murdered By Religious Lunatics

 The FBI asked that anyone who has any information about the hijackers call 1-866-483-5137.

Salvation Army
International Red Cross
Red Cross Donation Form
Blood Donor Centers
Blood Donation FAQ
Be A Donor  
Please donate your spare computer equipment to the Red Cross
Contact your representatives
The September 11th Fund
World Trade Center Relief Fund
Salvation Army Disaster Relief
Firefighter 911 Disaster Relief
Mercy Corps

 https://www.redcross.org/donate/donation-form.asp you will be sent to the Red Cross's secure donation page. 

Your gift will be used immediately to help with the Red Cross's relief and recovery efforts in the affected areas.

Currently, the American Red Cross has:

* Deployed Red Cross Aviation Incident Response (AIR) Teams to New York City, Boston, and Johnson, Pennsylvania, to provide mental health counseling for victims, family members and rescue workers. Several Red Cross chapters are also assisting relief workers onsite. 

* Mobilized disaster workers in New York, Washington, D.C., and Arlington County, Virginia to provide immediate help to survivors, family members, and emergency services personnel. 

* Positioned more than 80,000 units of blood from US blood donors to help those needing life-saving blood within the affected areas.

* Assisted in meeting the immediate needs of many travelers stranded at airports nationwide. 

Again, to help the victims of this and other emergencies, we urge you to make a financial donation to the American Red Cross Disaster Relief Fund by clicking here: <http://redcross-donationform.0mm.com/dtc114001+299058590>http://www.redcross.org/donate/donation-form.asp.

If you wish to give blood to replenish the nation's blood supply, please call 1-800-GIVE-LIFE to make an appointment.

Other Macintosh related companies that are donating their help in different ways

Thursby Systems

Aladdin

 Koningo, PagePlanet

RadGad is donating all profits from it's online store and toll free number to the American Red Cross. The program includes all RadGad products, including emergency preparedness products, ordered today through September 30, 2001, either via RadGad's web site at http://www.radgad.com / or through RadGad's toll free number (877-5-RADGAD).

Elite Computers & Software and ComputerWare by Elite Computers will donate $25 per Macintosh sale at each of its' two stores, located in Cupertino and San Rafael, through the end of September to the American Red Cross.

Peabody Apple Store Gives Blood, Donates 12 Cases Of Evian To Red Cross  

Other related sites

http://www.worldtradecenterimages.org

Whether you choose to do this or not, is up to you, but I believe it is a positive idea in the middle of all of this tragedy. Friday Night (9/14/01) at 7:00 p.m. step out your door, stop your car, or step out of your establishment and light a candle. We will show the world that Americans are strong and united together against terrorism. Please pass this to everyone on your e-mail list. We need to reach everyone across the United States quickly.

The message: WE STAND UNITED - WE WILL NOT TOLERATE TERRORISM.

We need press to cover this-- we need the world to see.

This, from a Canadian newspaper, is worth sharing.

America: The Good Neighbor.

Widespread but only partial news coverage was given recently to a remarkable editorial broadcast from Toronto by Gordon Sinclair, a Canadian television commentator.

What follows is the full text of his trenchant remarks as printed in the Congressional Record:

"This Canadian thinks it is time to speak up for the Americans as the most generous and possibly the least appreciated people on all the earth.

Germany, Japan and, to a lesser extent, Britain and Italy were lifted out of the debris of war by the Americans who poured in billions of dollars and forgave other billions in debts.None of these countries is today paying even the interest on its remaining debts to the United States.

When France was in danger of collapsing in 1956, it was the Americans who propped it up, and their reward was to be insulted and swindled on the streets of Paris. I was there. I saw it.

When earthquakes hit distant cities, it is the United States that hurries in to help. This spring, 59 American communities were flattened by tornadoes. Nobody helped.

The Marshall Plan and the Truman Policy pumped billions of dollars into discouraged countries. Now newspapers in those countries are writing about the decadent, warmongering Americans.

I'd like to see just one of those countries that is gloating over the erosion of the United States dollar build its own airplane. Does any other country in the world have a plane to equal the Boeing Jumbo Jet, the Lockheed Tri-Star, or the Douglas DC10? If so, why don't they fly them? Why do all the International lines except Russia fly American Planes?

Why does no other land on earth even consider putting a man or woman on the moon? You talk about Japanese technocracy, and you get radios. You talk about German technocracy, and you get automobiles.

You talk about American technocracy, and you find men on the moon-not once, but several times-and safely home again. You talk about scandals, and the Americans put theirs right in the store window for everybody to look at.

Even their draft-dodgers are not pursued and hounded. They are here on our streets, and most of them, unless they are breaking Canadian laws, are getting American dollars from ma and pa at home to spend here.

When the railways of France, Germany and India were breaking down through age, it was the Americans who rebuilt them. When the Pennsylvania Railroad and the New York Central went broke, nobody loaned them an old caboose.

Both are still broke.

I can name you 5000 times when the Americans raced to the help of other people in trouble. Can you name me even one time when someone else raced to the Americans in trouble? I don't think there was outside help even during the San Francisco earthquake.

Our neighbors have faced it alone, and I'm one Canadian who is damned tired of hearing them get kicked around. They will come out of this thing with their flag high. And when they do, they are entitled to thumb their nose at the lands that are gloating over their present troubles. I hope Canada is not one of those."

Stand proud, America!

I would hope that each of you would send this to as many people as you can and emphasize that they should send it to as many of their friends until this letter is sent to every person on the web.

More info on this famous editorial

I'm alive. That should say it all... but it misses by a mile. So many emotions and I expect tomorrow to be the hardest... when I start to find out which friends I won't ever see again. I had a meeting on Long Island and was too tired to get out of bed. I came very close to just driving directly to Long Island but forced myself to make it in to the office first... just for an hour or two. For some reason, I didn't park in the usual (open air) lot adjacent to the World Trade Center. I figured I would save a couple of Kemper's dollars and walk a couple of blocks. I told the garage attendant I would be back around10:30. Up to the office on what used to be the 36th floor of what used to be One World Trade Center. Business as usual. Adrian Oddi was in from the Jersey office. I had too much to do to even tease him about showing up in NY. Cindy and Aklima hadn't yet made it in. Pretty much a normal mid-week work day. 8:30 I call home to see if I can catch Melody and Lara before they head out for school. As usual I get the machine. I ramble long enough for someone to pick up. Today it works. Lara answers. My morning is brightened by our little conversation. After telling each other that "I love you" she asks if I want to talk to Mommy. I tell her no. I'll talk to her later. The computer is booting up as I update my voicemail message for the day. I go to the file area to hunt for the files of the moment. I have a few files in my hand and am silently cursing the fact that I can't find a few others when Whump!! The noise is loud and distant but ominous. The buildings are designed to sway in high winds but this felt like a giant fist of God had slammed us to the side. It almost feels like the building was going to slowly topple right then. First thought. Bomb? Plane? Whatever it was... the building did not just "sway" back into a normal position. The whump turns to a lingering rumble as the plane continues to blast through the building and the fireball explodes. A harmonic resonance seems to have started. It feels like an earthquake and looks like files and cabinets may begin toppling. The unnatural and strong swaying and rumbling earthquake continues for what felt like more than a minute. Adrian is out of his office. I'm out of the file area. Everyone else in our area is suddenly gathered in front of the main work space. Earthquakes do not occur in just one building. The rain of glass and debris from above roars outside of our own windows. At this point, I am convinced the building is going to fall and that we are going to die. I'm thinking "How many seconds will it take?" Someone asks, "What should we do?" but they know the answer.

We all head for the exit nearby. We are about five floors down before the first alarms are heard. Somehow the shaking stopped and we feel like everything is going to be OK for us. We and others in the stairs finally voice our thoughts of death and start guessing that it was likely a plane... because of the glass from above. People were great. When workers diving into the stairwell from another floor look panicked and could start a stampede... we directed them to slow it down. At other times, we got people to keep it moving. Various little emergencies on the stairs got handled together. Things start slowing down because of the crowd. We start to smell smoke. Maybe it was a bomb after all.

Somewhere around 25, we finally see building personnel. They are directing us onto the floor because the smoke is getting a little thicker and the air is better on that floor. I'm with Adrian. We hang close to the door (out of the way) to wait for Kathy and then Joyce. I stay by the door. I'm taller than Adrian and could probably spot Maria and Wanda better if they are still behind us. People are ignoring the door people and filing past the floor. We decide... we are going too. Kathy was able to see on a TV on that floor that it was a plane after all. Terrorists. Maria and Wanda haven't made it to us yet. With the other floors merging into the stairwells, they could be a long way behind. It would only clog the flow to do anything other than keep moving. Keep moving. Some floors below, we all make room for some burn victims to descend past us. There are two of them. They are black from the burned jet fuel. They look numb. The first looks relatively better though he holds his arms in front in obvious pain. The second is an African American woman with blistered and almost "melted" patches on her face. A large swath of her arm looks Caucasian where her pigmented skin was burned off. Sheets of it look like they will soon follow. As they descend, we are also making a path for firefighters to ascend. A group of about 12 pass us. We probably made way for them to die. (I understand 200 of the 400 responding firefighters are dead as I write.)

The last flights are slippery from the torrent of water cascading down the stairs. No one is being particular about clothes or shoes. We finally splash out of the stairwell into our first view of the plaza. It looks like a war-zone. Glass, debris, burning chunks of who-knows-what, ash. We are all on the move. No time (or inclination) for a closer look. Kathy said she sees bodies. We shoot across 30 feet of no-man's-land to the overhang of another building with arms over our heads. We enter and start heading across the pedestrian bridge to the World Financial Center by the river. No one brought anything. Jackets, wallets, keys, etc. are still 36 floors above. No one has a cell phone to let loved ones know we are OK. At this point its Adrian, Kathy, Joyce, and me. We still believe that Wanda and Maria are somewhere behind us... though it would be pointless to look for them. Kathy is obviously shaken by the bodies in the plaza... and by the jumpers. "I'm going to look for a phone," I said."Call Andrea and let her know I'm OK," Adrian responded. "Wait! You don't know my number!" "What town?" He yells it out... then, "We're listed" "Got it." I think I yell something about calling everyone as we part. I dive into the area by Morans because security isn't tight yet. No phones. Security tightens. I can't get back to the others now. No place is open. Whatever public phones are near... are thronged. I think to get to the other side of town to go to a friend's office to use their phone. I couldn't wait for a pay phone or the chance of getting answering machines... or other obstacles to collect calls.

I can't get across right away due to the effective emergency response personnel now deployed. The city was mobilized as a well ordered and incredibly efficient team. People were cooperative. There was no looting or signs of anything other than help or horror. I finally see the holes in the building I just came from. Fire in both buildings. It finally hits me. I'm not the only one with tears. I can see the area that those holes and the fire zone cover and know that hundreds or thousands are dead. How can anyone above those floors of fire get past them? "Oh my God!" someone shrieks. "They're jumping!" I can't get myself to look. Adrenaline keeps my legs going. I need to get to my friends at the Fleetwood Agency for their phone. Amongst all the thoughts and emotions, I keep thinking of Melody and all of our families who must be going through Hell not knowing. I still don't know the course of events but think that the plane that hit our building must have passed through and hit Two World Trade. The fire at Two looked too low though. From the snatches of passing conversations, I come to understand that there were two crashes. (The second must have occurred while we were in the stairwell still.) I make it to Fleetwood. They are a mess of emotion. Whatever composure I had is lost as they tackle me with hugs of relief and tears.

Though Kemper was fine, we are all worried about others. Ralph gives me his office to use for calls. I look at my watch for the first time since 8:30. Melody has dropped Lara off at school and is probably still home before work! We can barely talk between our sobs. There is a TV on. Between calls and talking with everyone there... I'm getting the media perspective. It looks so unreal on the TV. The impact is strong but somehow diluted from the first person perspective. I'm on the phone with my sister-in-law Johnna. I can see the trade center burning as I talk. Debris, ash, smoke. It's already dusk in lower Manhattan... though it's not yet 11:00am. The clouds of smoke are flowing East. The TV doesn't see the perspective I do.

Suddenly, I'm distracted from my talking. The corner windows of Two are starting to blow out in a horrifying "unzipping" motion from top to bottom. I have no idea what is happening and my first thought is that the heat has created some kind of domino effect. Then I see the plume of the top floors collapsing down on the others even as the horrible "ttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt" sound of the unzipping reaches us. The roar and cloud are too much. I can only babble to Johnna. "Oh my God... Oh my God... Oh my God... Oh my God..." Johnna sounds frantic to know what is happening too. I can barely breathe no less speak. Somehow I say something and am diving out of the room to be with the others. Emotions are high. It gets dark. When my old building follows shortly after... it becomes a dusty night for a short while. The snow that covers everything is soot, and ash, and powdered concrete. It's thick. What followed after with my friends at the Fleetwood Agency was just one of many stories that will be told about coping and somehow getting people home safely.

Tomorrow will be the hard day. My friends at Aon were on the 92nd floor of #2. Fortunately, a friend who recently transferred from their NY office to LA told me that he knows several who made it out. After our building (#1) was hit, many were told to "sit tight and wait for instructions." I was told that Glenn Pellitiere, Rob McDonnough, Betty Calderon, Tom Rhatigan and a couple of others had basically said "Screw that" and started the evacuation on their own. They made it from what I am told. No word on many though. A friend at Marsh told me that some 1,300 to 1,500 Marsh employees are unaccounted for from our building. No news on the Fireman's Fund people who just recently moved into 2. No news on the RLI guys in 1. Sounds like a number (if not all) of the Guy Carpenter people may have been below the main crash like us. Another friend told me he was held up 15 minutes for a meeting. He could be another of the Marsh "unaccounted for" if it weren't for the hold-up. He was walking to our building when he watched the first plane hit. He saw about twenty people jumping from the flames before going home.

I'm glad I'm home myself but still coming to grips with it all. I hate to be un-christian but I feel anger and the need for retribution mixed with my other emotions. I was so happy to hear Bush say that we will make no distinction between the terrorists and those who harbored the terrorists. IF it turns out that those responsible were shielded or harbored by a country like... say Afghanistan... then we should go to war and make that country pay so badly for this atrocity that no one will think to repeat it. I do not want a protracted war. I said it half-jokingly to someone that we should drop the bomb in such an instance. The more I thought of it... the more I actually started to believe it might be the ONLY response that would serve the purpose of protecting Americans from this sort of evil again. Anything less might start a Jihad. (What good are weaponsof "deterrence" if they will never be used.) If my soul is stained by this hope... then so be it. I would like to hear on the morning news that four bombs have been dropped. One on Afghanistan, one on Libya, one on Iran and one on Iraq. Let the world condemn us. I don't particularly care. I just want to be "safe" from animals like those who are quietly or not so quietly dancing at this news. I want it to end. I want the world to fear U.S. retribution so intense that this NEVER happens again.

The Associated Press

Sep 14 2001 12:55PM

WASHINGTON (AP) - The Justice Department on Friday released the names of the 19 hijackers involved in Tuesday's terrorist attacks. Many of the 19, several of whom are believed to have had pilot's training, apparently had lived in Florida, New Jersey, Massachusetts.

All had Middle Eastern names.

Among them was Mohamed Atta, 33, of Hollywood and Coral Springs, Fla., identified by German authorities as being tied to an Islamic fundamentalist group that planned attacks on American targets. The Justice Department said Atta was aboard American Airlines Flight 11 that took off from Boston's Logan Airport and crashed into the north tower of the World Trade Center.

The Justice Department had originally said there were 18 hijackers, but there were five hijackers instead of four on American Airlines Flight 77, which hit the Pentagon.

Besides Atta, the hijackers who were believed to be pilots were:

Hani Hajour, who was on the flight that crashed into the Pentagon.

Two other hijackers from one of the Boston flights, Wail Alshehri and Abdulaziz Alomari.

Marwan Al-Shehhi who was on United Flight 175 out of Boston, which crashed into the south tower of the Trade Center.

Ziad Jarrahi, who flew on United Flight 93 out of Newark, N.J., which crashed in a field 80 miles from Pittsburgh.

The FBI did not identify the hijackers' native countries. One, Satam Al Suqami, was listed as having his last known address in the United Arab Emirates.

The FBI released no information on one hijacker, Majed Moqed, who flew on the plane that crashed into the Pentagon.

The FBI asked that anyone who has any information about the hijackers call 1-866-483-5137.

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The Canadian and U. S. flags, with black ribbons attached, flutter over 80,000 people who attended a ceremony in Ottawa, Canada, Friday, Sept. 14, 2001, for the victims of Tuesday's terrorist attacks in the United States. (AP Photo/CP, Tom Hanson)

Berliners attend a demonstration in solidarity with Americans before the Brandenburg Gate in Berlin, Friday, Sep. 14, 2001. More than 200,000 gathered up to express their solidarity with the victims of the terrorist attacks in the United States. Berlin's landmark 'Victory Column' is seen in background. (AP Photo/Jockel Finck)

 

Crowds gather for a three-minute silence in George Square, Glasgow, Scotland, Friday Sept.14, 2001, for those killed in the terrorist attacks in the United States on Tuesday. (AP Photo/Ben Curtis/PA)

More pics from our supporters around the globe.

instructors died on Sunday. She went to the viewing last night and to the

funeral---along with hundreds--today. Today Joey's class was told that

their little friend in school, Lisandro, who was diagnosed with cancer

last spring and hasn't been back to school since, has died.

Tonight we went to the conservative radio station downtown which is

collecting money for the victims. Jen and I emptied our purses. Then,

since it was nearly 7 pm, rather than go home to get them, we stopped at

Savon Drugs for candles and matches (I had to charge the $2.22 I paid for

them--no money left!)

When I went out to the parking lot with the candles, it was just 7 pm; Jen

and Joe were standing next to Jen's car, its doors wide open and the car

radio blaring the Star Spangled Banner.

A man and a woman were standing at the entrance of the parking lot, near a

flag, holding candles. Instead of going to the park for the official

ceremony, Jen, Joe and I joined the two of them.

Soon, two young Mexican men joined us, carrying white candles laced with

red ribbons.

Next, a caucasian man and an oriental woman came, bringing their candles.

We all stood there on the curb together, watching an amazing sunset--red,

white, and blue, and a little gold, too.

Soon the candles really shone in the dark. Cars honked at us; people waved

at us.

Suddenly a little silver Suburu did a "Michigan U" turn and came flying in

the parking lot. It was my first Reno friend and neighbor, Lisa, and her

daughter, Crystal, who was in Joe's class at school the past two years.

They, American Indians, joined us too, bringing red, white, and blue

ribbons Lisa had been passing out, and we tied them to the candles.

It was very moving, standing there in the dark, each face illuminated by

a tiny glowing candle: a tiny array of nationalities and races was

represented there on that curb in the middle of downtown Reno.

"The United States of America has become united, again," said one of the

Mexican men. "President Bush is going to activate the armed forces, and I

am going," he said. "It is a cause worth dying for."

By 8 pm, the wind had risen, blowing out the candles; they were only

stubs, anyway. All of us on the curb smiled and shook hands and wished each

other good luck, and went our separate ways again.

What a week.

SEARCH DOGS TACKLE TOUGH ASSIGNMENT

> TRAINED CANINES STRUGGLE THROUGH RECOVERY EFFORTS

>

> By Alexis Chiu

> Mercury News

>

> NEW YORK -- For the small army of search dogs who work to exhaustion in

> the smoking rubble where the World Trade Center stood, the unforgiving job

> is made even tougher by a gruesome fact: The smell of death is

everywhere.

> " It's sensory overload,'' veterinarian Kim Rosenthal said Wednesday as

> she waited for her next patient at a dog triage center about six blocks

> north

> of ground zero

>

> And it is taking its toll on the roughly 300 dogs that have been brought

> here from as far as France, Canada, Michigan and California.

>

> Lacerated paws. Burns. Dehydration. Overheating. Irritated eyes. Stress.

>

> Though they are in top physical shape, all the dogs are fatigued from

> keeping their balance on shifting wreckage. Some, showing signs

> of psychological trauma, are having trouble eating and drinking normally;

> others refuse to relieve themselves near the search area.

>

> ``Most dogs that train for this, in their whole career, don't do as much

> as they're doing in one week here,'' said Rosenthal, one of dozens

> of veterinarians working 12-hour shifts at the animal medical tent.

> ``It's an incredible amount of work.''

>

> Because the dogs' work is entirely dependent on their keen noses, the

> vets' job is all the more important. The ubiquitous odors cling to the

> dogs' fur, legs and paws, confusing them, so they are given regular

baths.

> For the canines that have combed the wreckage since the Sept. 11

> attack, it's just one of the ways in which the instinctive drive to do

> their job -- and do it well -- has been hampered by the realities of the

> brutal terrain. ``It's just hazardous to the nth degree,'' said Erick

> Robertson,

> 36, who drove from Oakhurst, near Yosemite, to offer the services of his

> independently trained search dog, Porkchop. Since Sunday, they've worked

> about eight hours a day.

>

> Wednesday morning, Robertson knelt by Porkchop's side as the 1-year-old

> Australian shepherd got a checkup. Puncture wounds, suffered when a

> police dog bit him in the back, were tender to the touch. The dog's

gentle

> green eyes were bloodshot from the acrid dust. And he was favoring one

> leg, which doctors tended to after carefully snipping away three layers

> of bandages and protective booties. When Porkchop catches the scent

> of human remains, he signals his master either with three barks

> or a motion that resembles a sneeze. Robertson said his dog has been

> making as many as a dozen recoveries per shift.

>

> ``I'm very proud of him. He's 100 percent out there,'' Robertson said,

> nuzzling Porkchop as the exhausted, dehydrated dog received fluids

> intravenously. ``It just blows me away.''

>

> The human searchers who have become part of this city's new pantheon of

> heroes, hoping for miracles amid unspeakable carnage, in turn salute

their

> canine colleagues.

>

> ``It would be almost impossible without the dogs,'' said Roy Gross,

> chief of law enforcement for the Suffolk County (Long Island) SPCA,

> which coordinated the veterinary tent with officials from the federal

> Veterinary Medical Assistance Team. ``These are the worst possible

> conditions.''

>

> Fortunately, authorities said, they are able to reward the dogs with the

> best possible care. Animal agencies have received so many donations --

> literally tons of food and everything from chew toys to dog antibiotics

> and protective booties -- that they now are accepting only financial

> contributions.

> ``We've got enough to feed 5,000 dogs,'' Gross said.

>

> The round-the-clock relief area includes a state-of-the-art mobile

> hospital with an operating room, X-ray and blood-testing equipment.

> An adjoining tent is nearly overflowing with animal medicine and supplies.

> A ``People Table'' in the corner, offering potato chips, energy bars and

> cough drops, goes virtually untouched.

>

> The dogs' single-minded focus astounds even the professionals who train

> and treat them. Gross recalled one dog that dragged itself into the tent

> after

> a tough shift in the pit. After a few minutes of treatment, the animal

> ``pulled

> its handler back toward the site,'' he said.

>

> ``These dogs are very bright. They want to please, they want to do their

> job,'' Rosenthal said. ``That's their mission, and they take it very

> seriously.''

> Authorities said they did not know of any serious injuries or dog

> fatalities.

> The closest call, Gross said, was a Belgian malinois that fell, face

first,

> into a pile of soot and dust. The dog nearly suffocated but recovered

after

> a night of intensive care.

>

> At times, the work is harder on the humans than the dogs; the most

> emotionally wrenching moments are beyond canine comprehension.

> Garvey recalled a distraught owner whose dog had just discovered the

> remains of five firefighters. And Robertson somberly recounted one of

> Porkchop's recoveries. ``Yesterday he came out of a hole with a teddy

> bear in his mouth,'' Robertson said.

>

> With 5,422 missing and Mayor Rudolph Giuliani acknowledging there is

> virtually no chance of finding survivors, the dogs still have a long job

> ahead.

>

> Said volunteer vet Michael Garvey: ``They are heroes.''

>

> Lyn Richards

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