9/11 'TWO OF A KIND'

When Rob Gschaar proposed to Myrta Alvarado in 1987, he showed her two $2 bills – one for her, one for him. Their first marriages had ended in divorce, and he said the bills meant they were two of a kind, each with a second chance at happiness. “If we ever get lost,” he told her, “I will find you with that bill.”

Each tucked a bill away. Nothing more was said about them, not even when the couple married in 1989.

Fourteen years later, Rob was working for Aon Insurance in the South Tower. After the North Tower was hit, Myrta called him. He tried to reassure her he’d be OK; then he started to cry. “My God, I see them jumping,” he told her. “I can see the bodies coming down.” He said he loved her and he’d call back. It was the last she heard from him.

Several years later, she was called to the New York Police Department property room. Her husband’s wallet had been found in the rubble. It was caked with a fine silt and smelled of smoke.

She opened it and pulled out the bills – first a five, then a one and finally, folded up, a two. The two. She couldn’t speak. The police just looked at her. She reached into her pocketbook, found her wallet and pulled out her matching $2 bill. Then the officers couldn’t speak, either.

That’s when Myrta finally accepted that Rob had not wandered off with amnesia. She could move on, because he was not coming back. “I knew he would never part with that bill.”

She says she gave both bills to the museum because that’s what Rob, a history buff, would have wanted. “It’s the way I can give him something, to put him in the middle of history,” she says. “The world needs to know there are some stories with a happy ending.” KSDK H/T herr OYAL