Wednesday, September 11, 2013

On remembering September 11th

We all remember the details of that fateful morning of Sept. 11th, 2001 -- where we were, how we heard the news. All those details stick with us to this day. I remember being with my father in his office. From his small electronics shop in the hallowed basement of the local university, we watched the horror unfold on a small television. At first, I thought the images I saw had to be from a movie. It just didn't seem real. But as the scene started to unravel, we soon learned that life was changing before our eyes. We can't help but have those images seared into our memory. I experienced emotions I never thought possible -- anger, sadness, even confusion.
We've come a long way. But the fact is, we're still healing. While we can't shy away from anything that's happened, or even gently sweep it under the rug, we do have a responsibility to the survivors to give them the respect, peace and dignity they so quickly lost on Sept. 11th. It's not a political issue. It's not a class issue. It's not a race issue. It's about having compassion. And most importantly, it's about having humanity.

P.S. September 11th through the eyes of children.

[Photos via We Heart It]


  1. Beautifully said...been thinking about it a lot today...remembering, praying. xxx

  2. Here is something that will make you feel old, Melissa.

    I was in fourth grade. I don't know how my teachers did it, but they didn't tell anyone until it was time to go home for the day. I remember being shocked, but I didn't even know what the world trade center was. I can't remember if my teacher said that the pentagon had been hit, I would have known what that was. Maybe that is why I was shocked.

    My mom picked us up from school just like always, but she was in a rush. She was desperate to get back to the television. She had been recording the news since the first tower had been hit that morning. We used to have a stack of blank VHS tapes by the VCR, and she had immediately popped one in when Charile and Diane said, "breaking news," on Good Morning America. By the time my sister and I got home they had stopped showing people jumping from the buildings, and the NYPD had established a media perimeter to keep people safe in case of any more collapsed buildings. My mom showed us the footage from that morning though.

    I don't even like remembering. It was just horrific.

  3. This seems like just yesterday, not 12 years ago, still tragic.Thanks for your visit dear!

  4. It doesn't seem like it could possible be 12 years ago. It's been on my mind all week.

  5. I was 14. School administration made teachers be tight lipped, but students knew. I found out early afternoon. I didn't really grasp the horror of the situation until I got home. The images are still hard to look at. I was overwhelmed with fear, desperation, confusion, and utter sadness.

    Everything changed. Everything. We still talk about post 9/11 implications. My child lives in post 9/11 America. The event still has an impact.

    But do you remember what happened to us? We became a nation of one people--Americans. All of a sudden race, religion, gender, etc. didn't matter. We embraced each other. This didn't happen some place far off. This happened to us. This didn't happen to just NYC, D.C., or Pennsylvania. It happened to all of us. We mourned the loss of our people. We rallied around all of or armed forces, police, firefighters, and emergency responders.

    So it may be the "catchphrase" of it all, but we will never forget--we CANNOT forget.


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