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A Watershed Moment - Remembering and Honoring

Honor Their Memory - September 11, 2001

The number who died in the attacks of September 11th, eleven years ago, was modest when compared to the deaths in wars throughout the world over the same length of time. But September 11th is burned into the consciousness of America as well as many around the world. Wny do we focus on this single day to remember? Many different reasons including the visual images of the planes hitting the World Trade Center and Pentagon and the courage of the passengers of United Flight 93 who crashed their plane near Shankesville, Pennsylvania. But even more than the images and deaths, September 11th is one of those dates where things changed throughout the world. There is business and travel before September 11th and business and travel after September 11th, and they are not similar. Now air travel requires long security protocols, and the face of Terrorism has become front and center in world political councils.

I saw the second plane hit and couldn't believe what I was seeing.

As we enter this day and look back on the previous decade plus...are we any better off? Have we learned anything from this attack on our own US soil? I'm not so sure. Trust has become harder to win and easier to lose. Certain populations have been targeted for harboring terroristic factions within them, and that may well be true. The USA still has a target attached to our backside. I don't think that will change, only get defined and redefined in subsequent years as we track down terrorist cells and attempt to destroy their leadership in hopes of pulling the snake's fangs. But...

Rescue personnel went above and beyond the call of duty and defined heroism in my eyes.

Today I will think back on September 11, 2001, remember those who died and think about how innocence also died a horrific death that day.
My brother is a fireman, and I honor them enormously.

I was at work early when the two planes had hit the World Trade Centers, and as soon as the Pentagon was hit, the only other girl in the office and myself ran out of there and drove home. Who knew what would be the next building hit? San Diego is home to a portion of the Pacific Fleet, and would (presumably) be a target. About a half hour after I got home I called the office, where a few folks had by then come in, and told them what I was seeing on TV. Later that morning, all the high rise buildings in San Diego were evacuated. I spent the whole day in front of the TV with my mom, and that whole night wide awake because I kept thinking about people falling (or jumping) out of those buildings.

Let's all hold hands today, across the miles, and channel our love and hope around the world.
I think, of all the things that I remember from that day, the buildings in flames and collapsing, and the fact that all air traffic was grounded quickly, absolutely, and for more than 24 hours. That was simply amazing. To look up at the sky, which always has a plane somewhere in it, and see nothing but the birds and hear no sound but the wind and the voices of the winged ones, I really loved that. Nature worked her healing in the heart of our shock.

- Erulisse (one L)