If I could be any fictional character, I’d be Kelly Kapor because I tend to say stupid things, I act like a whiny kid who wants her way, I have an encyclopedic knowledge of celebrity makeups/breakups and gossip, I love a really good/bad romantic comedy, and I date a guy named Ryan.
“I like to go down [to Ground Zero] and pray and see the place and remember,” said Mrs. Traoré, a native of Ivory Coast who came to the United States in 1997. “When I go there, I feel closer to him. And him to me. I pray for him, too.”
The God she prays to she calls Allah. Mrs. Traoré, 40, says praying in the pit feels entirely natural, even if some of those standing with her — widows and widowers, parents and children — blame her religion for the destruction of that day.
“That’s not fair,” she said. “It’s not because of Allah that these buildings fell.”