The morning the twin towers fell, I was engaged in the mundane task of working through some math homework. In the midst of struggling with probabilities, my friend burst into my room and told me her husband had called to say a plane had flown into the World Trade Center. I stared at her in disbelief, then raced to the TV. We flicked it on and, sure enough, the ridiculous thing she'd just said was true.
The rest of that day was a blur of shock, dismay, fear, and profound sadness. Like most of the nation, we kept our eyes on the TV, but there were little ones around and we really didn't want them to see what was on the screen, so we turned it on for only brief spells. Even so, it was bizarre to watch something more nail-bitingly sensational than the most high-budget, action-packed drama Hollywood has to offer, and to know it was cruelly real.
A few years ago, I took a book on CD out of the library. It was Let's Roll! by Lisa Beamer, wife of United Flight 93 hero, Todd Beamer. It had been over four years since 9/11, but I cried almost the entire book. It reminded me not only of the tragedy that day, but also of the heroism shown by everyday Americans.
May we never forget.
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Yes, may we never forget. I wrote my memories on sweetnsassygirls.blogspot.com
I'd love to read Lisa's book, but I just don't know if I can. I lost my sense of security, but she lost so much more.
I've been remembering all day.....it's still hard for me to wrap my mind around it. Thank you for your comment on my blog!
Thank you for your words. It is hard to think about.
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