“It’s a good basic axiom that if you take a quart of ice-cream and a quart of dog feces and mix ’em together the result will taste more like the latter than the former. That’s the problem with the U.N.”
This post was originally posted on 9/11/06. I am adding more to it today.
Three years ago, on the 5th Anniversary of the 9/11 attacks, I joined the 2,996 Project, an effort to memorialize all of the victims of that horrible day. When I joined, I was given the name of a victim, and agreed to remember her on my Blog. The person I was assigned was:
Ann M. McHugh
Age: 35 From: New York, NY Killed at the World Trade Center
At the time, with my first year in Culinary School looming, that was all I had time or energy to post. As I read other posts contributed as part of the project, I was struck by the amount of care and research done by many people on behalf of their 9/11 victim. So I've decided to start looking deeper into the life of Ms. McHugh, and share with my readers, as time goes by, what I can find out about her.
Ann Marie McHugh came to the United States from [Ireland]. She was born in 1966 and died in the September 11, 2001 terrorist attack on the World Trade Center. She worked in the World Trade Center for Euro Brokers Inc. Her body was not found.
I'm not sure if I'm intruding by doing this, but she was more from Ireland than New York, and her sister's old blog is here, and her new blog is here.The old blog links directly to an old post you should probably read.
The old Blog link he posted was to a specific post, and the link is broken, but here's the link to that old blog's main page.