posted on May, 9 2009 @ 08:01 PM
Same pic as in video, and I am pretty sure this is her:
Carol is a Level III Infraspection Institute Certified Infrared Thermographer®. Receiving her initial certification in 1999, Carol has extensive
field experience in a wide variety of thermographic applications. She fills a key role at Infraspection Institute as a technical writer, database
manager, and part-time magician making impossible tasks look easy.
Another boldfaced liar, cameron? Does she look like the type to you to submit those photos to the 911 Commission knowing they were false?
believe what you want man.
And more here, plenty more!
September 11, 2001:
A Thermographer's Experience at Ground Zero
Jersey Infrared Consultants
PO Box 39
Burlington, NJ 08016
Normal Becomes Surreal
I was on site and ready to begin the day at 7:35 a.m. As normal, I took my equipment from the truck, grabbed my lunch bag and walked in the side
entrance of the building. I signed in with security and took the elevator to the 2nd basement to get set up. We got started around 8:40, going to the
lobby level where we had left off the day before. The elevator doors opened and someone said, "Hey Bob, did you hear that?" Neither of us had heard
anything, so we just chalked it up to a big truck going a little too fast. A common happening in New York - most people who spend any time there
don't even hear it. I distinctly remember looking at the clock in the lobby - it was 8:44 a.m. We went into an electrical closet and I scanned the
open panels. Bob told me he was going to go check out the noise. I told him I was done scanning and was curious too, so I'd go with him.
We walked through the lobby and outside onto Church Street. For anyone who has never been there, the streets in lower Manhattan are not very wide and
it really is like a concrete canyon. Everyone on the sidewalk was looking up at the north tower of the World Trade Center. As I looked up, I saw fire
and smoke coming from a gash in the side of the north tower as well as a lot of paper floating down to Church Street.
Thermal image of North Tower shows fire location in white.
Because the Trade Center Towers were just over 1/4 mile high, looking up from the ground made what you were looking at appear small. No one in my
surrounding area knew for sure what had just happened. There was talk that a small plane had grazed the building or there had been some sort of
explosion. None of us felt particularly unsafe. After all, this is America and nothing resembling what happens in war-torn countries ever happens
It finally occurred to me that I was still wearing both an infrared imager and a camcorder and should tape what was going on. I recorded for awhile,
then decided to see if I could take a thermal image. Due to the heat I was not able to get a temperature or even a good image, but I snapped two
thermograms from ground level anyway.
At about 8:59, I decided it was time for me to stop wasting time and get back to work. I knew it would be a long day for the firefighters, but I had a
job to finish. I worked my way through the crowd and back inside the building and was told to meet Bob in the 2nd basement.
It was at that moment - no more than a minute from the time I walked back into the building - that suddenly people were stampeding up the streets. I
saw this through all three sets of lobby doors and wondered why people were all of a sudden running. Still not comprehending what was going on, I got
on the elevator and went downstairs. When I got there, everyone was gathered around the TV. They said the report was there had been an explosion in
the south tower. We watched, but from the vantage point of the newscast, we could not see it was a plane that had been flown into the tower. I didn't
find out for sure what had happened until much later.
I said I'd like to get a better look - but not from the ground. Everyone else in the room agreed, so we took the elevator to the 11th floor and went
onto the roof. There were about five of us there - just watching. We were all trying to use our cell phones, but the circuits were jammed, so no one
was really sure exactly what had happened. As we watched, people were jumping or falling out of the north tower. None of us could understand why. We
saw a few people at about the 105th floor waving a white cloth out of the _ They seemed so far away, but when you realize that although it's
only a block away on ground level, the towers were just over 1/4 of a mile high. I began taping again but didn't fully understand the horror that was
going on right in front of me. Everyone on that roof felt as if they were watching a movie. We still didn't feel we were in imminent danger.
As a thermographer, I felt compelled to add some thermographic images to my tape. In addition to the running tape, I snapped two more images: one of
the north tower and one of the south. It did not occur to me, until someone said it later that day, these might be the only thermograms in the world
of this event. The world had taken a turn for the surreal - it now seemed as if we were in the movie - not just watching.
The real world broke in and my pager went off. Someone from my office was trying to reach me, but I just wanted to watch what was happening and knew I
would have to go down to the basement to get a land line. Five minutes later, my pager went off again - this time 911. It finally occurred to me that
I should let my office know I was safe. I went back down to the basement and was able to get a land line to call the office. It was decided to call it
a day and arrange to return next week to finish the job. It was decided I should take the equipment with me, make arrangements to leave the truck
overnight and walk over the Brooklyn Bridge, where I'd be picked up. The intention was to go back up the next day and retrieve my truck. A co-worker
of mine was in the Bronx that day, so the plan was for him to drive into Brooklyn and pick me up or, as an alternate, I would take a taxi and meet him
in the Bronx. I was asked to notify the office when I was on my way. Knowing cell service was hard to get - if not completely down, I told the office
I'd call when I could get a line.
Plenty more there.... Why don't you go ahead and give her a call, cameron?
[edit on Sat May 9th 2009 by TrueAmerican]