I wasn't that far from the 9/11 attack on the World Trade Center. If the second plane hadn't smashed into the south tower, its flight path would have led it straight into my office. I don't have any doubt that the Jihadis will return for an even more devastating attack... this time probably a dirty bomb detonation in the financial district of Manhattan.
The casualties from the next attack are likely to number in the tens of thousands. Hundreds of thousands of refugees will flee the city to escape the radioactive debris. They will flee north into the Hudson Valley and west into Pennsylvania.
I live 100 miles away from what would most likely be the epicenter of the next attack, so I won't experience the direct affects. My home is so isolated in the mountains that refugees will probably not reach it. Not so for my kids and grandkids who live down in the valley. I've often wondered whether I should encourage them to move as far away from New York City as possible. I want them to live.
I'm not going to reconfigure my life in anticipation of such an attack. I'm an old man with only 10 to 15 years to live.
My kids and grandkids will have to make up their own minds.