The name sounded familiar, but I could not at first place it.
Early reports in the wake of Tiger Woods's bizarre car crash last week included the allegation of an affair with a New York nightclub hostess named Rachel Uchitel. She vehemently denied it, saying that the story was sold by a disgruntled acquaintance to the National Enquirer.
Then I saw an interview with Uchitel's mother in Newsday, the Long Island newspaper. It mentioned that her daughter had an emotional collapse after losing her fiance in the 9/11 terrorist attack on the World Trade Center. That is when it hit me.
One of the people I interviewed, outside of Bellevue Hospital, was an attractive woman in her 20s. Rachel Uchitel's then-fiance, Andy O'Grady, worked on the 104th floor of the WTC.
"I don't feel like I've lost my connection with him," she told me. "If he was dead, I think I would have."
I remember feeling incredibly sorry for her, and for all of the others who — days after
the attack — were still understandably unable to accept what by then was obvious: Their husband or wife, brother or sister, fiance or friend was dead.
I was not happy to see her name associated with the Woods story, particularly in an unflattering — and purportedly untrue — way.
But it was nice to know that she had emotionally recovered from that awful day, and moved ahead with life.
— Donn Esmonde