My project manager was in NYC this week along with some other coworkers. Their hotel was about 200 feet from the World Trade Center. Luckily they were a little further away (55 Water Street) when the planes hit. They were on the streets about 12 blocks away when the second tower collapsed. The scene was pretty much as you would expect: a wall of smoke and dust rushing down the streets, a rain of office paper, panicking people. Everybody in that group is OK but I have one coworker in the city who is still unaccounted for. [Update: She's fine.]