today marks seven years from the day that our beautiful nation was attacked by terrorists...
when i think back on that day and the days that followed...all i remember is being glued to the tv set...channel after channel...hearing & seeing those awful pictures...over and over again...we had lived in such a sheltered state...and now the safety of our nation had been compromised...
i could not move from the tv set...and as the details came forth...it became more unbelievable...the only good that came from that...was for the first time in a very long time...people pulled together...it did not matter what your belief was, what party you supported, what color your skin was...it was about unity...and only that... but it didn't last...sometimes i wonder...is it going to take another disaster for the american people to unite yet once again...
there was a time that i would frequently visit ny for business...and specifically the twin towers...one of my largest clients was cantor...time after time...i had walked in & out of those buildings...remembering how massive they were...how stable...
i remember one time when i had gone to visit the statue of liberty...and looking at the ny landscape...the twin towers were the "mark" to which you could figure out where everything else was in relation to them...
the first time i went back after 9/11 i had the opportunity of going back to the statue of liberty..it was so surreal to look at the landscape...and such a big piece was missing...a piece i thought would always stand strong...visiting ground zero was very emotional...walking on the grounds that i had in years past with no thought...seeing a vast empty space where so many lives where lost.
at times it seems like it happened so long ago...other times it seems so recent...but our lives have somehow gone on...the paper today even said that the fear of attack is no longer american's no. 1 worry. the reality is that many families still live it daily...the mother's and father's that do not walk through the door...the sister's and brother's that are gone...the parents that never thought they would outlive their children...may we never forget...and may it serve as a reminder...to love those that are in our lives...and not take our days for granted.
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Well said.
As you were speaking of unity, I recalled an interview I saw of a Muslim man who was on the ground covered in ash and debris after the towers had collapsed. Then, a Jewish man, with the black clothes and hat with the "curly sideburns" reached out and hand to him and said, "come on brother". Like you said, we weren't Republicans or Democrats, black or white, Jew, Muslim or Christian. We were humans. We were Americans.
Thanks for sharing your story.
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