Everything changed September 11th, 2001. Before that fulcrum point in time, the business of antiques seemed amongst the most intriguing in the world; having to do with recreation, design, investment and history. My brother's appointment had him arriving at Twin Towers around 9:00 am. His e-mail the night before said, "Wish me luck, Wayne!" I remember, after the first plane hit, trying to call him at his house, then on his cell phone. No getting through. Then, that second jet tore into Tower II and I realized that same horror that struck millions all at once, these were no accidents.

Remember that queer numbness? For a few days, I could bring myself to little more than watching news on TV. My once exciting career now seemed irrelevant. Time, and more importantly, experiencing the pride of American character under adversity has reinvigorated my spirit. In reflection, I realize just how wrong I was to dismiss the importance of my profession. People like you and I can still be soldiers. Farmers, grocery store workers, mechanics, accountants …all of us are critical to the great challenge ahead. We are the second line. Our challenge is to build on the greatest economy in the history by continuing to do what we do best. By working harder than ever in our own respective occupations: by investing, by taking our vacations and rooting for our favorite ball clubs and doing things as we have always done them. By taking on second jobs as riveters or civil servants if our government calls on us. By keeping our eyes open for terrorism at home while remembering that all good-intentioned American's are brothers.

Indecorous divisions of race, religion and stage have been vanquished. The only lines that separate us now are on this new field of battle. We are the second line. Never has there been a time to take your job and even your lifestyle more seriously. Writing this article, I've just this moment heard the President Bush's petition, "Go to work. Go to a movie. Get on with your lives." I intend to Mr. President. American's and her worldly allies, have never been needed more - by our leaders, and our soldiers, and our God.

Here are a few opinions I have regarding antiques and changes that might take place in this 21st century wartime economy.

Your and your children should keep your eyes open for objects having to do with the World Trade Towers. I'll never forget the feeling of wonder I experienced visiting that beautiful superstructure, filled with some of the world's brightest men and woman turning steel into soul. That which ranks amongst mankind's greatest accomplishments is not something to be forgotten by men and woman. Years from now, World Trade Tower antiques will be much more than the Titanic collectibles of our era. That great wonder and the men and woman who perished there, will symbolize America's towering resolve for epochs to come.

Collect mementos having to do with America's greatest days. When rescuers risked and gave their lives to save others. When Americans rallied, not to take quick revenge or riot in the streets, but to light candles, and give blood, and return to faith; thwarting and bewildering evil's intention.

Continue buying and selling. For a time, great opportunities may well present themselves as attention is elsewhere. Engaging in this commerce is important to America.

Patriotic and war-related antiques are likely outpace the market. It's a trend that began during the outbreak of the Persian Gulf Crisis. Eagles, flags, red-white-and blue will be in. Likewise, objects having to do with American history will continue their strong pace. Except that after America and friends right the world to its true course, collectors will span the globe.

Religious antiques will gain acceptance. Sadly, the rule of thumb concerning antiques having to do with this subject is that they are not sought after. There's a feeling in the air that God is on his way back in. Hope so. We need him and he needs us.

Pray. I know this doesn't have much to do with antiques, but sometimes wishes do come true. For instance, I know a reasonably young man living outside of NYC who is still around today to care for his family. A guy who is never late for anything - except a Path train missed one Tuesday morning. Glad I wished my brother, "Good luck."

Wayne Mattox offers this article in the memory of terror victim, Sean Schielke and the thousands of others whose lives will not be lost in vain.