Each 9/11 brings me back vividly to the morning of the 11th. On the evening of the 10th we had just returned home in the fameous Smart Service 350,000 mile Subaru Legacy with our new baby boy-Matthew. Just figuring out what to do once you get the newborn home was exciting and overwhelming for my wife and I as all new parents can agree. I had taken a couple of weeks off to help out at home since my wife was recovering from a C section. That night was to be the first night of many sleepless nights as we were adjusting to the 24 hour demands of a new child.
I remember laying in bed the morining of the 11th with our new son at the foot of our bed in the bassanet. We all of woke up about the same time as the sun started peeking through the shades. We did the usual, turned the TV on to see what was happening for the day. Disbelief was an understatement. I was trying to figure out if we had accidently stumbled onto some Arnold Schwarzenegger movie but once we switched to different channels it was sadly evident that a major disaster was underway. Of course things went from bad to worse as the day progressed and horrific replays from every angle were on the TV for days and nights to follow. I can still feel that sinking feeling I had that day as I write this.
The rest is history. I’ll always remember that morning with reverence for the innocent victims and the innocent heroes that perished while trying to save others.
I hope we all can remember that day and use it as motivation to do what is necessary to work through our differences and achieve the common goal of making America great. We’re already great but we’ve had our ups and downs and still have more room to improve this great country. There will always be people that hate us for who we are or what we do and we must resolve to do everything possible to prevent it from ever happening again.
In rememberance of many,
Dan R.September 11, 2009
Well said Mike.
Me, I was a freshman in high school in 2001. I remember clearly the morning of the attacks. I didn’t watch the news in the morning then, so I hadn’t heard about what had happened until I got to school that morning. There was a buzz in the hall as if something terrible had happened within the school itself. Through talking to many different excited emotional high schoolers, I eventually got the story of what was going on. It was not a good one.
We spent the rest of the day in classrooms watching the news and discussing what was happening with our teachers. Not much school work was done that day.
There are few instances in life where details of an event will stick with you clearly forever, this though, was one of those instances.
It was an emotional day for every one, some more than others. I thank everyone who has helped and supported those in need. I wish the best for anyone who was personally touched by the events of 9/11.