One of the fondest memories I have of
working for the Port Authority (PA) is bringing my daughter to work with
me. She always had fun and loved being in my office. She loved my
coworkers and playing with their children. They loved her. During my
career, I worked in the Office of International Business - World Trade
Institute, Comptrollers Department and Tunnels, Bridges and Terminals. I
appreciated that the PA was family-oriented. That’s what made it a
unique place to work for. There were so many activities and events for
Whether it was at a PA facility or off
site, you were guaranteed to be entertained.
The World Trade Center building was a beautiful site to see. I brought
my daughter to work with me since she was a baby. She’ll be 29 years old
in June. In my daughter’s eyes, it was the world’s largest playground.
The wide lobby, high ceilings, stores, windows, and concourse were
mesmerizing. She was afraid to ride the large elevators that went from
the first floor to the 44th floor, (Sky Lobby) but at the same time, she
loved the elevators because they traveled so fast it made her giggle.
She loved attending concerts outside on the Plaza. She participated in
PA events such as the PA Annual Employees Art Show (she won honorable
mention in the 25th Show for children age 5-8). enjoyed helping me
volunteer at the PA Customer Appreciation Day, September 14, 2000, held
at the George Washington Bridge Bus Station.
Every year she came to my office for Take
Your She Daughter To Work Day. In 2001, we took all of the girls to
Windows on The World on the 107th floor. She still has the magnets of
every PA facility on her refrigerator door. Another great time had was
at Family Day, at the Lincoln Tunnel. There was food and lots of
activities. There were Christmas parties on the concourse level with
face painting, gifts, balloons, Santa Claus, candy, music, etc.
I dressed up one year as an Easter bunny
when she was 4 years old. My daughter was terrified of this enormous
bunny. She didn’t know it was me in the costume. A coworker picked her
up and convinced her to come closer to me. She recognized my voice and
started to cry, saying “the bunny ate my mommy!” The coworkers met me in
the bathroom so I could remove the head of the costume and show her that
I was OK. We went back out to the floor where I could entertain the
other children and have them take pictures with me, but she wouldn’t let
anyone sit on my lap without her. I think she’s in all of the pictures
with the other kids.
I’m proud of my daughter. The irony is
that my daughter now works in 3 WTC and is employed by one of the
world’s largest media advertising agencies as a Manager for Digital