Remembering September 11, 2001(254:365)



I can remember it like it was yesterday. I was teaching at a school in Camden when I heard the news. We didn’t have any TV’s in the school and this was before people had smart phones. It felt a bit like War of the Worlds. I only had a radio to listen to, and my imagination. It was scary. Real scary.


We had an early dismissal that day, and I rushed home. Once I got home I could finally watch the images, and I tried to piece together the story. My brother-in-law was right there. He worked in World Trade Center 7. He had to evacuate and was one of those people you saw on the news with the dust all over them. I couldn’t watch it for a long time. I went for a run and contemplated life. I wondered if this was the beginning of the end. I felt hopeless. It was quite and sunny. Really sunny that day. This was way before my kids were born. Before I was a Dad. My wife and I talked about it. We talked with our friends. No planes in the sky.


It got easier. The US really came together, and on September 12 we began to feel united. That was a great feeling. We slowly began to have hope. A year later I was in a different school and we had a very touching ceremony in the football stadium. We dedicated a plaque to the school. Each year that passed it got easier and easier. But I have never forgotten. Never will.

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