Remembering 9/11

Not many Americans can forget exactly where we were on September 11, 2001.  I received a call from a friend who simply said, “turn on your tv.”  By the time I did, here on the west coast, the horror had already unfolded and I spent much of the day, zombie-like, in front of my computer, going through the motions of work, while watching the images on the television hour after hour, not believing what I was seeing.  After all, I had worked at 160 Broadway and watched the Twin Towers being built from my office window.  I sat, stunned, never believing that the Towers would actually fall.  But they did.

On this anniversary, thousands of people, more eloquent than I, will report and write about that day.  I was lucky not to personally know anyone who died on 9/11 and can provide no words of wisdom, understanding or comfort to those who unimaginably suffered the loss of their husband, wife, child, sister, brother, mother or father.  But that does not mean those of us not personally affected remain untouched.  As Americans, each of us was affected, if not forever changed, that day.

I’ve flown on over a hundred airplanes since 2001, and I’ve never gotten on one when I didn’t remember those hundreds of people who did exactly what I was doing.  Each time I thought, if only for a moment, “will it happen again?”

Ten years later, it’s still unbelievable to think of the thousands of men and women who kissed their loved ones good-bye on that morning, who never returned home from their offices at the WTC or the Pentagon.  Or the firefighters, waiting around enjoying a cup of coffee expecting a routine day, but would die in a matter of hours as heroes.

But, it didn’t begin that day.  The WTC was bombed in 1993, and although seven people were killed and thousands were injured and NYC was shaken, the WTC remained standing and life went on for most of us unaltered.

But ten years ago, at the end of the day, our lives were altered and things were different.

Since then, thousands of our servicemen and -women have been killed in Iraq and Afghanistan.  Numerous terrorist plots against the United States have been foiled.  Yet, in May 2009, Abdulhakim Mujahid Muhammad killed a U.S.soldier and wounded another at a military recruiting center in Little Rock, Arkansas.  In November 2009, Nidal Malik Hasan murdered 13 and injured dozens of others at Fort Hood, Texas.  Last year, Faisal Shahzad, failed to detonate a car bomb in Times Square – but the intent and potential to kill was there.  And, of course, there was the Christmas Day underwear bomber, Umar Farouk Abdulmutallab, who was, fortunately, stopped in mid-air.

Oftentimes, we’re preoccupied by the trivial things in our daily lives, but there are times when I drop my husband off at the ferry and kiss him good-bye, I pause.  Just because.

Every time I go through security, I curse the Islamic terrorist bastards who hijacked those planes because, even though I have no doubt they’re all burning in hell, they’re still affecting the way we travel each time we get on a bus, ferry, train, airplane, or cruise ship.

And I know there are still Muslim extremists who would do harm to me, my family and my friends, given the opportunity.  It isn’t over.

As I said before, I have no pearls of wisdom or words of consolation to impart today.  I can only continue to pray for the souls of those who lost their lives on 9/11 and those who subsequently made the ultimate sacrifice fighting the war on terror.  I hope that the families that have been left behind have found some peace and look to the good Lord for continued solace in coping with the loss of their loved ones.  And, of course, I am forever grateful for the brave men and women in our Armed Forces who continue to keep us safe.  May God bless them.

Author Bio:

For over twenty years, Leona has tried to heed her husband’s advice, “you don’t have to say everything you think.” She’s failed miserably. Licensed to practice law in California and Washington, she works exclusively in the area of child abuse and neglect. She considers herself a news junkie and writes about people and events on her website, “I Don’t Get It,” which she describes as the “musings of an almost 60-year old conservative woman on political, social and cultural life in America.” It’s not her intention to offend anyone who “gets it.” She just doesn’t. Originally from Brooklyn, and later Los Angeles, she now lives with her husband, Michael, on a beautiful island in the Pacific Northwest, which she describes as a bastion of liberalism.
Author website:
  • Play Mario online for free

    I was suggested this blog by way of my cousin. I’m not positive whether this publish is written by him as no one else understand such detailed approximately my trouble. You’re amazing! Thank you!

  • Ron

    Wonderful piece Leona. I am not sure there are thousands more eloquent than you who are reporting on the issue.

  • Iklwa

    Unfortunately, there is only one and there has only ever been one solution to dealing with those who would deprive free peoples of their lives, treasure and liberty…we utterly destroy their ability to carry out their plans by any and every means possible.

    The other unfortunate thing is that there are many in this country who suppose that we can talk and/or negotiate our way to peace. “If only we knew why they hated us, perhaps we could explain our position more clearly” is a sentiment often voiced by those well meaning but misguided souls so vocal in the public forum these days. Sadly, we have an administration and many in Congress who are in complete agreement.

    The British could not be negotiated with.
    The Spanish could not be negotiated with.
    The Barbary pirates could not be negotiated with (we even paid those murders tribute and ransom).
    The Kaiser could not be negotiated with.
    The Japanese emperor could not be negotiated with.
    Hitler could not be negotiated with.
    The Communist Chinese could not be negotiated with.
    Saddam Hussein could not be negotiated with.
    Iran can not be negotiated with.

    After a few hundred years of these repeated infringements on our lives, the American people have by and large gotten the concept that our freedoms can only be maintained by unpleasant and often bloody “negotiation” in what is commonly known as war.

    I think that most Americans really do understand these facts but it is that vocal minority and our innate desire to be left in peace that continually brings us back to a state of violent crisis.

    This is why we elect supposedly strong leaders to high positions in government: So they can do the worrying and planning and preparations. Then, when those terrible times arise, we are ready to do what we have always done…kill the lousy bastards.

    All I can say is: God Bless America and those who go in harm’s way to rescue defend us!

  • chief98110

    WE the people should never forget the presence of evil in the world. We should all pray for those who were lost and the families they left behind.

  • Roger Ward

    Everyone knows what happened and we all have our memories of the day, so I won’t try to expand on the obvious. However, I would like everyone to read again two of your paragraphs, Leona; one begins with “Every time I go through security” and the next one starts: “And I know there are still Muslim extremists.”

    We can’t change the past but these two paragraphs tell us about our present and our future, thanks to these fucking Muslim extremists. They’re still living 1,300 years in the past and they’d like the rest of us to do the same. I guess continuing vigilance is the price of liberty.

  • Nancye

    Beautifully said about an ugly incident that changed all of our lives.