It was the fall that surprised me the most. We worked together for years on the 82nd floor of Tower two, and when I knew we couldn't get to the bottom I knew he'd want to go to the top. I agreed immediately even though I knew he had a plan, he always had a plan. I was too busy not thinking clearly to think clearly, about what this plan would would to do us, how it would end, how we could survive.
For the last minute of his life, the terror was gone. His smile didn't surprise me, I could finally read the release on this face, on his soul. It will always be a unique and permanent experience to witness the last knowing seconds of a person's life, while it is in his hands to create the history of it.
But the open arms dive into the wind surprised me.