On September 11, I dropped my son off at his second full day of kindergarten.
She lives in Staten Island, New York..
About author(s): Marian Fontana , an accomplished comedian, actress, and writer, is the president of the 9/11 Widows and Victims\' Families Association.
Written with great heart and humanity, A Widow\'s Walk is a timely opportunity for remembrance and a timeless testament to love\'s loss and the resilience of the human spirit.
Through it all, Marian\'s irrepressible humor is her best armor, as well as evidence of her buoyant strength.
Over the next twelve months, Marian struggled with the tragedy\'s endless ripple effects, from the minute and deeply personal -- she wonders who will play Star Wars with her son, Aidan, and carry him on his shoulders; to the collective: she works to get families and widows necessary information about the recovery effort and attends private meetings with Governor Pataki, Mayor Giuliani, Senator Clinton, and Mayor Bloomberg.
From this unlikely platform the 9/11 Widows and Victims\' Families Association grew.
Known for her feisty spirit and passionate loyalty, Marian, who was still reeling from her profound loss, began to mobilize the neighborhood to keep the firehouse open.
Two weeks after 9/11, the city attempted to close Squad 1, which had suffered the loss of twelve men.
A Widow\'s Walk begins that fateful morning, when Marian, a playwright and comedienne, became a widow, a single mother, and an unlikely activist.
On September 11, 2001, Marian Fontana lost her husband, Dave, a firefighter from the elite Squad 1 in Brooklyn, in the World Trade Center attack.
Sipping coffee, I watched as a line of thick black smoke crept across the sky from Manhattan, oblivious to the fact that my life was about to change forever.
It was our eighth wedding anniversary and Dave and I were about to begin a new chapter in our seventeen years together.
I crossed the street, ordered coffee, and sat to wait for my husband to meet me.
The sky was so blue it looked as if it had been ironed.
On September 11, I dropped my son off at his second full day of kindergarten
