JEFF JARVIS has a firsthand report from the Ground Zero memorial service. Here’s the part that really got me:

Here and only here, we could hear the ceremony. Across the wide street, on the platform, I could see the people reading the names and a young woman playing her violin.

The names continued.

My God, they are only up to F.

I stood and listened.

I heard the bell ring when the first tower fell. A year ago right now, I lived.

I heard the name of my neighbor, who died.

He blogged it from a Starbucks nearby.