Sunday, September 11, 2011

9.11.11

I REMEMBER....

- I was in the hallway of my high school, just heading into the Algebra II classroom when I heard the news

-  watching the second plane hit the south tower of the World Trade Center on live TV, and then hearing about the Pentagon and United 93 hitting near Shanksville, PA

- our Phy Ed teacher telling us to look up and realize this was probably the only day in history where there wasn't a single plane in the sky

- celebrating my cousin's birthday that night, but instead of opening presents and engaging in the usual birthday party chit-chat we were glued to the unending news coverage

- wearing red, white and blue ribbons on our volleyball shoes for the rest of the fall



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Strangely enough, my uncle was living in the exact apartment I'm living in now during 9/11. That  day affected me in a way that's hard to explain... but then again, given the circumstances, I'm sure I'm not the only one who has problems articulating their feelings about such a massive and intentional blow through our country's heart.
But, now, living in this city and having visited Ground Zero about a dozen times, it feels different. It feels more personal.

I just got back from walking through Times Square and was amazed at the feeling of calm reverence that has enveloped the city today... even despite the increased security and feeling of "being on alert."

My heart still goes out to all the men and women who lost their lives ten years ago... and to the families they left behind.

We're re-building, but we'll never forget.


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