The day that changed the world

It was Goldilocks time: stocks and weather were neither too hot nor too cold, and the markets teetered precariously between boom and bust, as I savored the blue sky over New York harbor and sat down to write. My fingers had just hit the keys when I heard the bang that signaled the end of the World Trade Center, a black cloud in the blue skies over Manhattan - and any expectation of a market boom. I spent the next few hours on my balcony describing what looked like the last days of Pompeii