After
By Ted Krever
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After is a collection of short stories written in the post 9/11 era. They include, among others, a man masquerading in firefighter’s gear in order to get laid, a network news anchor fretting that his network is the only one not to receive an anthrax threat, a woman who rented an apartment to one of the 9/11 hijackers and a passenger’s widow confronted the next day by a confused, upset man at her doorstep, covered in chalky dust and carrying her husband’s wallet.
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‘After’ includes immediate reactions to the 9/11 attacks (the story ‘After’ was written November 9, 2001)-and some fairly recent views as well (‘Red Sky’ was written in March 2009). I remember sending ‘After’ out to magazines at the time and getting responses that it was a little raw for the political environment of the time. Looking back now, I don’t think I was that far off.
Ted Krever
Ted Krever spent several decades in media journalism, at ABC News on the magazine show Day One with Forrest Sawyer and the Barbara Walters Interviews of a Lifetime series, as General Manager of BNNtv, a documentary production company, creating programs for CNN, A&E, Court TV, CBS, MTV News, Discovery People and CBS/48 Hours, and as VP/Production of a short-lived dotcom.He has also driven a 20-foot truck across the Rocky Mountains, managed a revival-house movie theater, prepared soups and salads in an Italian restaurant, been married and divorced and married again.He was once accused of attempting to blow up Ethel Kennedy with a Super-8 projector.
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After - Ted Krever
After
Ted Krever
Published by Ted Krever at Smashwords
copyright 2010 Ted Krever
www.tedkrever.com
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual places, events or persons, living or dead, is entirely fictitious.
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Author’s Note
This is a collection of short stories, some of them directly about September 11th, others just reflective of the era. I’ve included the dates they were originally finished because I find it interesting to see the way perspective changed over time.
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After
November 9, 2001
I knew something was wrong when I saw the heavy rubber fireman’s coat on the couch.
I had been up in Washington Square Park, in the garden of candles, swaying and singing with the crowd, watching people holding each other and standing together, praying in the manner of our 21st Century secular grab-bag religion—a little Christian good faith, a touch of Buddhist stoicism, a dash of Taoist centering, strained through a mesh of Jewish skepticism.
The young people were talking, sharing this experience in the hushed tones they’d previously heard only on golf telecasts, talking with the shock and fresh pain of the uninitiated. I, on the other hand, could tick off without effort Francis Gary Powers being shot down, policemen with fire hoses and clubs attacking black people in the streets of Mississippi, Jacqueline Kennedy climbing the trunk of the open limousine, Dr. King on the balcony in Memphis, Bobby Kennedy on the floor of a Los Angeles hotel kitchen, policemen with clubs attacking students in Chicago, Chappaquidick, 4 dead in Ohio, helicopters straining to lift off the roof of our embassy in Saigon with passengers clinging to the skids, Reagan shot, Challenger exploding, Sadat, Indira Gandhi and Yitzhak Rabin. While this shock was deeper and the hole in the skyline much much bigger than I’d ever imagined possible, the shock itself was familiar, the same breathtaking vivid vacuum in my chest that I’d known periodically since childhood. Welcome to the World, kids, I thought condescendingly, and was properly ashamed of myself for it.
So when I got home and saw the fireman’s coat, my stomach started growling immediately.
What’s with the coat?
I asked Sam. He was in the kitchen in his underwear drinking beer.
I got lucky,
he said, switching between Conan and some French movie on Bravo. He was watching both simultaneously.
You used the coat to get laid?
I yelled and he looked over at me like I was some sort of child.
What is your problem?
he demanded, with the weariness of a combat veteran. Which is obviously what he’d been pretending to be. Sam is the kid who’s renting the third bedroom in my apartment since Maura moved out. He was a volunteer fireman in Staten Island before moving to Manhattan—I saw the coat when he first moved in. He promised he’d get me out alive if the building ever caught fire. Now, for the first time in the four months he’s lived here, the coat had come out of the closet.
Did you put charcoal on your face to make it look like you just came from the site?
I continued screaming. Did you tell her the names of the dead men in your company? Did you tell her how you led people down the stairs and just managed to get that one wheelchair victim out as the tower came down?
Off the pedestal, please,
he said. She was upset, she was scared, like everybody else. You think I’m not affected by this? You think I don’t have a heart? I wanted to do something. I went down to the site. They said they couldn’t take more volunteers right now. They said come back tomorrow. So I’m coming back up here and she’s standing on a streetcorner bawling her eyes out. She had three friends who worked there and she’d just gotten off the phone with them, right there on the corner—all alive. They all got out. She needed to be with someone. And so did I, if you want to know the truth. I was really kind of upset they had nothing for me down there. I couldn’t stand not doing anything. So we ended up together. I didn’t go out looking to fool anybody.
Coming from him, this was an aria of raw emotion. His dullness—his lack of feeling, the old-fashioned John Wayne granite resolve—had struck me from the day he moved in. He had lost his parents just a few months before, and seemed determined not to be touched by anything. Unlike my college roommates—the last time I’d ever had roommates—he refused to be drawn into any conversation that involved feelings. He almost appeared to have no personal aspect