Bobby Kena Calvin is the author
New York (Associated Press). Andrea Haberman’s grey and damaged wallet, which was kept in a drawer at her Wisconsin home by her parents, has remained untouched for six years. It contained her driver’s licence, credit card, checkbook, and house keys. Her glasses had begun to rust and the lenses had cracked.
These daily necessities are the last remnants of a young adult life. A hijacked passenger plane crashed into the North Tower at the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001. Haberman was just 25 years old. Haberman was 25 years old when she was killed while on a business trip. She was about to marry. Chicago was her first trip to New York City.
Haberman’s relatives were saddened that her belongings still smelled like zero ground. They donated cultural relics in order to ease their suffering to the 9/11 Memorial Museum.
Gordon Haberman, Gordon Haberman’s father, said to her: “These aren’t happy things you want for someone to remember.”
The collection of approximately 22,000 personal artifacts—some on display in 9/11 museums, others on display in other museums across the country—provides mosaics of life lost and survival stories: wallets, passports, baseball gloves, shoes, clothes, and rings.
Jan Ramirez was the museum’s chief curator and collection manager.
“We know that the family—the person who lost a loved one that day—needs a place and a way to commemorate the person who never came home from get off work and never took the plane home,” Ramirez said.
Many personal possessions were taken from the Twin Towers’ ruins. Others were donated by survivors and the families of victims.
Sean Rooney, vice-president of Aon, died in South Tower with woodworking cubes and screwdrivers. Margot Eckert, Rooney’s sister-in-law, stated that Rooney’s essence was a builder. She allowed the museum to use the tools donated to it by carpenters as “the perfect antidote against destruction.”
After being trapped by smoke and fire on the 105thfloor, Rooney called Beverly Eckert his wife from Stamford Connecticut. He took his final breath and recalled happier times while sighing hard, saying “I love you” as he breathed out.
His body was never found.
Eight years later, Beverley was killed in a plane crash while visiting her husband’s high school in Buffalo, New York to award him a scholarship. She had saved items that she believed would help her husband’s story before her death. These included weekend carpenters, handymen and Habitat for Humanity volunteers.