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Published: Monday, Sept. 5 2011 10:00 p.m. MDT

Brent Belnap in New York City.

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Ten years later, Brent Belnap remembers the surreal events of 9/11 as if it were yesterday. The crystalline blue skies. The smell of burning rubber. A strange nudge in the back. A thick cloud of ash that turned day to night. Resumes falling from the sky. Apocalyptic scenes of ghosty figures walking like zombies through the desolation.

"I remember thinking as I walked to the office that it was a beautiful day — no haze, blue skies, a little cool," says Belnap. "Just a perfect day."

Like millions of others around the country, Belnap will reflect on the events of 9/11 this week as the 10th anniversary of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center is marked Sunday. He was in the shadow of the doomed WTC that morning and exhibited the kind of quiet, unsung courage that came to definite the tragedy. Like a ship's captain, he didn't abandon ship until he had seen to the safety of his crew.

Belnap, who grew up in Ogden and graduated from BYU, was working on Wall Street at the time as a lawyer for Citibank, his office just a few minutes' walk from the World Trade Center. He also was — and this is relevant to his story — president of the New York New York Stake for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, which included nine wards and two branches in Manhattan.

Belnap was riding the subway when he felt a jolt during a stop at Fulton Street. The other passengers felt it, as well. What was that? He saw a panicked woman run onto the train, but she said nothing.

"As we were sitting there, there was the unmistakable smell of rubber," says Belnap.

He disembarked at the next stop, and as he walked out onto Broadway and Wall Street he smelled burning rubber again and noticed paper fluttering down out of the sky. It's only September, he thought to himself; the Yankees couldn't have won the World Series, so it can't be a ticker-tape parade. What else could we be celebrating?

He looked up and saw a large gash in the side of the South Tower of the WTC; it was bellowing smoke and more paper — full-size sheets of paper. He picked one off the street; it was a contract. He picked up another one — someone's resume. A stranger told him that he had heard something about a plane hitting the building. Belnap noticed a long line of people trying to buy disposable cameras at an adjacent photo shop and hundreds of the curious were moving toward the WTC.

Belnap was tempted to follow the crowd, but felt compelled to walk the other way toward his office. "I had the most unmistakable push on my right shoulder to keep moving — a physical nudge," he recalls. Belnap was one of the few moving upstream in this river of people. "I passed all these faces going the other way," he says. "My natural inclination was to follow them." Again, he felt as if someone pushed him on the back. "By the time I got to my building I was running all out," he says.

At his 15th-floor office, Belnap listened to the radio and learned that both towers had been hit by large airplanes in a terrorist attack. He called his wife and they talked briefly. At about the same time, a secretary screamed — one of the towers was falling. Co-workers moved away from the window, thinking the tower would fall sideways onto their building.

For some reason, Belnap went to the window. He felt a rumble and saw a mushroom cloud envelope the streets below. All those people who had bought the cameras and moved toward the WTC were now running the other way. He saw a mist of darkness, as he calls it, overtake his building. "You couldn't even see the buildings across the street," he recalls. "The street lights came on."

Belnap and his co-workers were told to abandon their office and report to the basement. When word came that the second tower had fallen, they were told to evacuate the building. They gathered their belongings and disappeared into the cloud outside, heading east, away from the disaster.

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