I live to talk about it, to relate the tale as it
happens, not only its extremities and cruelty, but
also the goodness that flourishes too.
Seasoned
journalist Tom Flynn shares his experiences on that “forever
September morning” from his perspective as a journalist and
neutral observer who stands apart from the event, but also
as a participant, a survivor, and now a defining chronicler
of the morning that changed our nation forever -- September
11, 2001. What began with a bicycle ride to the World
Trade Center to cover the first tower’s attack, continued as
the tower fell and Flynn found himself both bearing witness
to, and with a disquieting view, participating in, the very
event his well-trained journalistic senses intended to
record and report. From those whose deaths revealed the most
private moments of their lives, to those who helped guide
the way to safety like the medic Avi who called him Bikeman,
Flynn writes of the fellowship he felt toward others who
shared his experience.
In Bikeman, you will
experience the battle against the blackness of a “boiling
brimstone avalanche” of chaos, silence, life, death, heat,
ash, and the rising and falling of the gray-colored unknown.
“We did not live through it, we just did not die,” Flynn
writes. What sets his story apart from other 9/11 accounts
is his visceral interpretation of the event through a
journalist’s eye and a poet’s pen. He has composed a
historical ballad that is part quest, part memoir, part
eulogy, and part survivor’s lament, conveying the events of
that morning in harrowing, unforgettable detail.