September 11th, 2005four years later
Four years ago I was still in Washington. My grandmother was living with us and after my mom woke me up, I went downstairs and sat with her on the couch, watching the news.
Three years ago I was in Bennington, VT. I had left NYC the day before. It was just too crowded and heartwrenching. Bennington had a tribute that I will remember for the rest of my life.
Two years ago I had just moved to the Northeast. The memorial on campus was moving and as I heard the stories of friends who had lost loved ones, I cried—it was as if it had happened all over again.
One year ago I was late to class.
One day ago I forgot that today was that day.
“We must never forget… I have, myself, full confidence that if all do their duty, if nothing is neglected, and if the best arrangements are made, as they are being made, we shall prove ourselves once again able to defend our Island home, to ride out the storm of war, and to outlive the menace of tyranny, if necessary for years, if necessary alone. ” —Winston Churchill
We never have to be alone again.
Comment by Dr. Moreau — September 11, 2005 @ 4:49 pm
I yearn to forget that day so i can surround myself with a illusion of safety that I once knew before that disaster happened.
Comment by Augustus-Reed — September 11, 2005 @ 7:08 pm
No Augie, you can’t forget something like that. It would be disastrous.
I remember it. It stays in my head constantly, but often the dates will pass me by as I live my life. When that happens, I feel ashamed. But I don’t want to forget.
Comment by the insider — September 11, 2005 @ 8:00 pm