I'm old enough to remember some of the other traumatic episodes in history and can certainly restate my account of the emotional impact it had on life.
I often heard my parents say that they ‘...remember where I was when...", they remember when President Kennedy was assassinated; they recalled what they were doing, who said what, and who was beside them, with flashes of pictures and sounds that danced while storytelling. The heat, the smells, the radio crackle that first gave them the first account of the event, these were all passed down with my own memories as a young boy.
I am now the storyteller of the events of September 11th, 2001 and relive those events with a recall that compares to nothing else in my life. As a political science and philosophy student in university, I had my own very strong interpretation of the murders, the day, and the fallout of this tragic point in human history. But the emotional impact was like those I heard from my parents. I remember exactly what I was doing ... recounting it from an emotional place. It can never be told any better than that.
I urge all my friends and associates to keep it close and never forget. Tell the stories and recall the day with anyone younger than you: our children and grandchildren must hear our words and see our faces. That day should never be forgotten, or left only to text and video, but passed on through our eyes and lips to those we love.
Pass on the message that will endure for generations and pray for those who lost their lives, their family and friends, and those who sacrificed themselves and loved ones.
I want to thank Debra Walsh of Orange Cty NY Real Estate for inspiring me to write this message on a day that I'd rather be under the covers.
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