Friday, 11 September 2009

Never forget.



Eight years ago the day started out as any typical work day was starting at the time. Who knew that within an hour that everything was going to go so horribly wrong and the way we live our lives was going to change like it did. All day today people have been asking “Where were you when you heard of the plane crashing into The World Trade Center Tower?”

I was in my car, driving to work. I was listening to KISS FM, Kid & Rueben were on when they interrupted what segment was going on with the news of the plane crash. I remember thinking how horribly sad; never imagining it was an airline. By the time I pulled into the parking lot at work, the news had announced it was an airline that hit the Tower. By the time I clocked in and made my way up front to my desk and turned the radio on there were reports of the second airline…then the third…and the fourth. We listened in stunned horror at work all day to the news, alternating between the cruddy television reception in the back and the radio. I will never forget my boss showing how heartless he was when he demanded the TV and radio be shut off because “it is in New York, it doesn’t affect Arizona”. (Corporate stepped in and said that they not only wanted the employees to be allowed to listen but for the flag to be lowered to half mast when the boss refused to do that as well.)

I remember going home and watching the television for hours that night…and a few nights after that…of nothing but the horrific coverage. The eery silence when all flights were grounded. The concern…and ultimate relief…to find that my friend had not actually gone to her company meeting at the WTC that morning because of a sick son.

Eight years. It is still an image so vivid in my memory. I hope that you all took a moment today to remember those that lost their lives in the tragedy that happened that morning of September 11th, 2001. I hope you also take a moment to remember there are men and women to this day fighting for the freedom that we take for granted so often.

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