On September 11, 2001, Elaine Cillo was a Vice President at Marsh Technology and Information Service, working on the 97th floor of the North Tower at the World Trade Center. I’ve read that she loved taking photographs, but not being photographed; she had a twin sister, Lynne, with whom she’d recently traveled to Greece; and liked to play the guitar as a teenager.
Simple, bare facts that paint an inadequate portrait of a real person who loved and was loved. I never had the pleasure of meeting Elaine, living, as we did, on opposite sides of the country, so I can’t hope to do justice to the person she was. Instead, I’ll let you read the messages her family and friends have left at other memorial sites. Then I’ll leave you with a few words from one of my favorite poets, Alfred, Lord Tennyson.
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
Rest in peace, Elaine.
Links to more memorials at Project 2996.
Wendy links to additional Project 2996 posts and other 9/11-related links.