Friday, September 11, 2015


Via CNN's America Remembers:

"Welles Remy Crowther was born the oldest of three children, displaying his fearlessness, spirit and selflessness early and often growing up in the New York's northern suburbs, his parents say.

He doted on his two younger sisters and followed his father Jefferson's lead, always carrying a bandanna in his back pocket (Welles preferred red, his father blue) and joining him as a volunteer firefighter as a teenager.

A star student and lacrosse player at Boston College, Crowther joined Sandler O'Neil and Partners after graduation, settling into his office on the South Tower's 104th floor.

While he loved his job, Welles told his dad that he really wanted to join the FDNY -- or possibly the CIA or FBI -- so he wouldn't be stuck behind a desk and would be able to help others.

But that's where he was, behind his desk, on the morning of September 11. He made one final call to Allison from his office at 9:12 a.m., minutes after his tower was struck, leaving a brief, calm message saying, "Mom, this is Welles. I want you to know that I'm OK."

That call was all the Crowthers knew about their son's final moments until police knocked on their door last March.

Allison said the New York medical examiner's office told them Welles' body had been found intact, with no signs of burns, alongside firefighters and emergency workers then running a command center in the South Tower's lobby.

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Authorities speculated, according to Allison, that Welles was aiding the rescue effort as a civilian usher when he died, suddenly and painlessly, when the building fell.

An official from the medical examiner's office told CNN the office does not release information on the condition and whereabouts of Trade Center victims, adding that relatives are welcome to share such details with the media.

"We took great peace in knowing that [Welles] didn't suffer and that, up until the end, he was being very courageous, doing what he wanted to do," said Allison.

"So he must have felt very fulfilled that day, knowing he was helping others."

'I wouldn't have made it'

Judy Wein was working for the insurance firm AON Corp. right below Welles, on the 103rd floor, when American Airlines Flight 11 hit the adjacent North Tower. Ignoring an announcement telling her building's occupants to stay put, she began heading downstairs.

Ling Young, in her 86th floor office of New York's Department of Taxation and Finance, took an elevator to the 78th floor sky lobby. She was waiting there to board an express elevator to the street when the United jet tore through the floor, sending a rush of flames and debris that knocked her to the ground.

When she got up and cleared the blood -- her blood -- from her glasses, Young saw "nobody -- almost everyone was dead." She and a few survivors huddled, waiting for help.

After several grueling minutes, Welles popped onto the floor and made his remarks. Badly burned, Young and her fellow survivors obediently followed Welles, who was carrying a young black woman on his back.

He dropped off the woman some 15 floors later and headed back upstairs, according to Young, saying that more people needed assistance.

When he returned the 78th floor, Wein was waiting in pain, the impact having broken her arm, cracked her ribs and punctured a lung.

Welles, now wearing his favorite red bandanna over his nose and mouth, burst into the room and, as he had with Young's group, loudly and calmly directed people to the stairs. This time, Welles went his own way as Wein headed down.

"If he hadn't come back, I wouldn't have made it," said Wein. "People can live 100 years and not have the compassion, the wherewithal to do what he did."

A day of action begets a legacy

As fall rolled into winter and 2002 began, the two women still couldn't get the image out of their heads.

Wein said she'd go on the Internet and cover up the noses and mouths of those in the towers, hoping to identify the man in the red bandana.

Young said Welles' face would pop into her head several times a day, because "he is the one who actually saved me from the start."

The pieces all came together late last spring. Allison talked with Wein on the phone, then met with Young days later. One early summer Sunday, both women and their families went to the Crowthers' house for a picnic.

While they're recovering from their physical injuries, both say the pure, powerful connection with the Crowthers has expedited their psychological recovery.

"It does help me put myself in a lot more peaceful mind than I used to be, especially now meeting his family, who are like our extended family," said Young. "It really helped me tremendously, and helped me heal a little bit more, at least mentally."

For the Crowthers, the details of Welles' final minutes reaffirmed their belief in his kindness and courage.

And they are committed to making sure his life, and death, were not in vain.

Jeff Crowther hopes his son's story will inspire people to become a volunteer firefighter, to give money to the homeless every day like Welles did, to set goals and follow through.

"If Welles' story helps people to think of others then God bless them, God bless him," said his father.

"He didn't live long enough to be head of a corporation or do good works or endow a museum. But what he did on September 11, that's his legacy."

Multiculti leftard fuckwads are trying to tell you that there is no such thing as good and evil, that it's all relative. A matter of perspective.

This is absolute and complete nonsense.

There IS good and evil in this world:

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Take a side.

I know what side to take, and it's not that of leering, frustrated subhuman paedophile worshippers with shit for brains.


PS: I apologize for coarse words in a post which includes at the same time a tribute to, and photos of, a gentle, kind and brave soul like Welles Remy Crowther. But we are not going to win this by being nice. Or too decent.

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