September 11, 2001 started out much like today. It was a cool, bright, sunny day, with a hint of fall beginning to touch the air. My day started out with a really great, good-news phone call from my mom. My parents were still living in Michigan then, and preparing for their big move to Cincinnati in about two more weeks. It was also the first day of preschool for Shannon, and that was very exciting, of course.

But when I retuned from preschool drop-off, I got a call from my friend Diane, telling me that she had heard on her way to work that a small plane had presumably crashed into the World Trade Center.  I switched on the Today show and there was a great deal of confusion.  I called my mom back, and as we were talking about it, I saw that second plane crash into the tower that wasn’t already on fire. I remember thinking that I was seeing a repeat of the original crash, but then the fact that the first tower was already on fire was a horrid realization. At that moment, I realized what real fear was. And of course, as events in Washington and Pennsylvania unfolded, it only got worse.
But despite the chaos and terror of 9/11/01, there were some things that left me hopeful as well.
I’ll never forget the flags and signs that were displayed.

I’ll never forgot how people of all walks of life came together, even the Washington politicians. Would that happen today in the midst of what is shaking out to be an ugly presidential campaign? Do you think our Congress members would stand on the steps of the Capitol and sing together today?

I’ll never forget the relief I felt when I got word that my friend Doug, who worked in Tower Two, escaped out of the building before it collapsed. Going on nothing but a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, he literally ran for his life from Ground Zero when Tower One was hit. He got to the subway and caught one of the last trains out, taking him back home safely to New Jersey. For two weeks, I feared that he died in the collapse of Tower Two like many of his co-workers. To this day I believe that his gut instinct, and/or divine intervention saved him.

I’ll never forget the heroes. I heard that while 3000 people died that day, first responders saved over 20,000 lives. That’s truly remarkable.
Sadly, I think a lot of people have forgotten. Remember your anger and your fear. Remember the love and compassion that people had for one another.

Fly your flag today.

God Bless America.

I did this in 2008 for a contest.



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