Sept. 11, 2001, was a crisp, clear day, as Clarence Singleton remembers it. Singleton, who had retired the previous year from his job as a lieutenant firefighter with the New York City Fire Department, was about to leave his apartment when he turned on the radio and heard that a plane had hit one of the towers at the World Trade Center.
Singleton, now 69 and living outside of Richmond, Virginia, had rescued civilians during the 1993 World Trade Center bombing, and while the alert gave him pause, he continued on with his day.
“(Then) I heard a second announcement over the radio, and it said that a second plane had hit the tower,” Singleton remembered. “I knew right away that something was going on, something was planned. I went back to my apartment, and I donned a fire department T-shirt, pair of jeans and a pair of boots to go over to the scene.”
As Singleton rode the subway from Brooklyn into Manhattan, people recognized his FDNY gear.
“They asked me if the tower was gonna collapse. … I said, ‘Nah, I’ve fought fires in high-rise buildings many days,'” he remembered. “We just go up, knock the fire down and go back home.”
Singleton didn’t realize the enormity of the situation in lower Manhattan. When he arrived on the scene, the south tower had collapsed, though he didn’t know that at the time. The area was a ghost town — littered with dust, shoes, purses and other debris. Singleton got to work right away, helping to man fire hydrants and extinguish fires around the perimeter of the building.
“Instinct told us that the (north) tower was coming down. So we ran. And it was every man for himself,” Singleton recalled. The rest is a blur: He remembers getting about 30 feet from the building and falling. He dislocated his shoulder.
“I was on my hands and knees and I was waiting to die,” he said. When he came to, he relied on his training as a firefighter to pull himself out of the rubble and debris. Covered in dust, he somehow made his way to the emergency medical services.
“I felt as if … I wasn’t really doing the job that I came to do,” Singleton recalled about being injured while trying to help. After a doctor in the emergency room reset his shoulder, he returned to the scene to help as much as he could.
When he returned home later that night, his emotions began to set in.
“I felt angry … I just couldn’t imagine how a tragedy like this could have taken place in America,” he said. “I fought in Vietnam as a Marine. … There’s no comparison to me. Because when tragedy happens at home … the wounds cut deeper.”