I did not know anyone that was lost in any of the sites from that September day in 2001. There were 2977 victims of that horrific event. Many could not even be identified after it was all over. Yes, I didn’t know any of these people personally; however, they touched my life just as personally as if I did.
I am not a first responder. I don’t exactly cringe from terrible situations or anything, but I am not one of those souls who bravely seeks out danger for the sake of others. 411 emergency workers were lost on that morning as everything fell apart. These men and women knew they were going into a dangerous situation.
I do have a very important role in the attacks that day though. You might ask how when I didn’t know any of the victims, and I am not a first responder. The role I do play is just as important in another way. My role is to carry the memories of that day and to share them with a generation that did not experience that day first hand. I am a living historian of the day it happened. I am a small piece of the tapestry of this country that was ripped in two on this day. My small role in the day is a vital part of the history of the moment.
So use this day to share your view with a generation that has no knowledge of the event beyond the fact that some buildings fell down in a far away city.
- We Remember (vanessakellyauthor.wordpress.com)
- Remembering. (crittyjoy.com)
- Remembering (crazyrunninglegs.com)