ng for General Telecom on the 83rd floor of the North Tower. She and 13 coworkers were among those who never made it home.

 We never saw her, heard her voice again, or anything,  Katie said at the time.

25 years later, the Mattic sisters found comfort in Katie's delicate voice, echoing through time to help them heal.

I also learned some new interesting tidbits as the sisters traded tales, like Margaret comforting Jean after Jean's husband died, or the time their dad became ill, and Margaret stuck by his side.

The Mattic family held a memorial for Margaret, and eventually, they arranged a staged reading of one of her three plays,  Mother of Pear. 

During the performance, Katie Mattic held everyone spellbound as she remembered Margaret