Jan Demczur clocked in at 6 a.m. on September 11, 2001, the same way he had for years: green bucket, rags, brass squeegee.
He was a window washer from Poland who had made the World Trade Center his workplace.
That morning he finished the high floors early, grabbed coffee in the 44th-floor sky lobby, then stepped into an express elevator with five other men.
The plane hit.
The car jerked, dropped, then stopped in the shaft. Smoke came in.
They pried the doors open and found a blank wall marked “50.” The elevator wasn’t meant to stop there.
There was no door.
No knife.
Only Demczur’s squeegee.
He used the blade first, scraping through Sheetrock until his hand gave out and the blade fell down the shaft.
Then they used the handle, fists, and feet.
They cut a hole just big enough to crawl through, one by one, into a bathroom.
Firefighters told them to run.
They walked down 50 flights.
They left the North Tower at 10:23 a.m. Five minutes later it fell.
Demczur never wanted the word “hero.” He said he was just a window washer who happened to have a squeegee.
The handle is in the Smithsonian now.
The men who crawled out with him lived.
That is the whole story, and it is enough.
Remember him not as a symbol, but as the man who kept cutting when the only tool left was a piece of brass.
"My mother knew before I did that the sport of baseball was what I should play.
Although she was blind, and never saw me play, she always knew this was the game I wanted to do wholeheartedly.
I remember my Mother always walked with a white cane and always made sure that my baseball uniform was sparkling clean and my baseball shoes were polished."
Ferguson Jenkins's mother, Delores, had become blind after complications while giving birth to her only child.
His mother’s ancestors arrived in Canada from the southern United States, via the, "Underground Railroad" and settled in Chatham, Ontario.
"Wrigley is a tough park to pitch in, but that’s how good he was.
Fergie did it there and everywhere.
Six years in a row winning 20 games.
That means he could pitch in a phone booth."
Bill North.
Ferguson Jenkins was the FIRST pitcher in Major League HISTORY to finish his career with at least 3,000 strikeouts, and fewer than 1,000 bases on balls!
Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band 🎩🪄 Still The Same (Live From San Diego, CA / 1978)
A great live performance from Seger and the band!
It still sounds the same as 1978, FRESH😍😍😍
#BobSeger
One of the best action scenes in the Terminator franchise. 🔥
Marcus thought he had found a survivor… only to discover a T-600 staring him down and opening fire with a massive minigun.
Just when it looks like Marcus is finished, a young Kyle Reese arrives with one of the most iconic lines in movie history:
“Come with me if you want to live.”💀
Terminator Salvation (2009) 🍿
Exactly one year after Cal Ripken Jr.’s record-breaking night, the @Orioles had another date with destiny.
This time, Eddie Murray stepped into the spotlight when he joined the 500-home run club 30 years ago today. https://t.co/m0H1A6OJgB
This Humble Elevator Technician Ran Two Miles Into The World Trade Center To Save Hundreds Trapped In Stalled Elevators.
On the morning of September 11, 2001, 46-year-old elevator mechanic Charles "Chuck" Costello Jr. was working at a hotel in SoHo, twenty blocks north of the World Trade Center. It was a rare day for the New Jersey father of four to be working in Manhattan, but as a Boeing 767 slammed into the North Tower and hundreds of thousands of people began fleeing Lower Manhattan in terror, Costello did the unthinkable: he jumped out of his work site and ran over two miles straight toward the burning towers. When his coworker desperately urged him to stay back, the humble Navy veteran and devout Christian simply replied, "I'll be fine. Just keep your cellphone on," before disappearing into the thick smoke.
Inside the burning complex, stalled elevators had become horrific death traps, locking hundreds of panicked occupants inside pitch-black shafts filled with jet fuel smoke. While official contractors withdrew their crews from the chaos, Costello voluntarily charged into 1 World Trade Center to offer his technical expertise. Working alongside firefighters and police officers, who quickly came to know him as "the elevator man", he used his specialized tools and knowledge to override controls and manually force open jammed doors, freeing trapped workers line after line. After extricating countless people from the North Tower, he refused to seek safety for himself and instead ran directly into 2 World Trade Center to perform the exact same life-saving operation.
Costello’s tireless efforts saved hundreds of lives before the towers collapsed, but his refusal to abandon those trapped inside came at the ultimate price. On January 5, 2002, search and rescue crews finally recovered his remains deep beneath the rubble in a South Tower elevator shaft, resting side-by-side with a firefighter and a police officer. In his pocket were his driver’s license, union card, and rosary. Today, his son carries on his legacy as both an elevator mechanic and a volunteer firefighter. While the world remembers the overwhelming tragedy of that morning, Chuck Costello’s quiet, self-sacrificing courage stands as a testament to the highest order of human love, serving as a poignant reminder of how easily extraordinary human stories can be overlooked.