Out of Focus: Confessions of a New York TV Camera Crew

HE WAS RIGHT...I SHOULD HAVE LISTENED.

"Hey, man. You should go. Get out of here...NOW."

I never saw his face. Only...his helmet. The back of his dull black firefighter's jacket...walking away. His name...emblazoned across. Yellow reflective stripes...shining.

That...was it...

I never told a soul. Never divulged to anyone...that I'd made it Down There.

Not sure why. Shame? Fear? Survivors guilt? Really...I don't know. But I never wrote about it. Never spoke about it. Not to family, friends, coll...