Over 20 years ago Bobby McIlvaine died in the World Trade Center attacks of September 11th - he was 26. Bobby had taken an elevator to Windows on the World, a restaurant in a building he seldom had reason to go, for a media-relations job he’d held for two months.
Helen and Bobby Sr, Bobby’s parents, his brother Jeff and soon-to-be fiance Jen struggled to make sense of their hellish nightmare - spinning off in different directions, each grasping for hope, comfort, a memory, a word that would help fill the massive void that was left in their lives.
“Here you have this couple, one half of the couple is waking up every morning and it's always September 12 th, there's always murder to be solved,” says Senior. “He's always got to be speaking at conferences, talking to other people who think like him, other people who are truthers. And then there's Helen, who wants to never think about September 11 ever again.”
Each looked for answers and comfort differently - in their own and often highly idiosyncratic way. For family friend Jennifer Senior, their story inspired a broader contemplation on love and loss;
“There is a fear among those who grieve, that you're going to forget. The dead abandon you, and then you suddenly abandon the dead after a number of years. You don't want to abandon those you love, it feels like a form of betrayal.”
Senior shares the story of Bobby McIlvaine's parents, brother and girlfriend. How each of them tried to deal with their grief and why grief is so complex and long lasting?
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