For those who died on that fateful day 9-11-01 our prayers are still with you.
National Weather Service meteorologist Gary Conte:
It felt like the first day of fall, the kind of day for which the word "lovely" was made, the clear, autumnal sky at once flat and deep, stretched taut over the city.
At 7 am, the temperature was 67 degrees. At 8 am, it was 70. By 9 am, it had risen to 73. But by then, no one was thinking about the weather.