Imagine….on This Day of Memory

Captain’s Log   5,683

I was just waking up on September 11, 2001 when Big Sister Mia called and told me to turn on the television.  She said she thought we were at war.

In a way, she was right.  We had gone to war with an ideology we did not understand.  We had gone to war (as always) with the concept of God’s justice being necessary to make certain people right and certain people wrong.  We had gone to war with the idea that hatred makes you mighty and strong.

2,996 people were killed that day.  That includes the highjackers.  Some people say they should not be included, but they were also victims of an ideology out of control.  What kind of madness instills young men with the willingness to crash planes into buildings just to make a point?

Big Sister Mia and I went to New York the following March.  The site of the World Trade Center was still a gaping hole in the ground.  It still smelled of dust and debris.  It also smelled of innocence and loss.  In the heart of such a large city, the silence around the area was noticeable.

We ventured down the street to Trinity Church.  For the most part, it was unscathed.  The fact that it sustained so little damage is almost uncanny.  People gathered there to remember the event.  The high fences around the churchyard were being used for a huge memorial.  It was heartbreaking to see.  As we stood there in awe, a firefighter from Florida stepped forward and placed a t-shirt and baseball cap from his unit.  We stood by quietly as he stepped back and saluted the fence.  Our hearts were breaking.


Trinity Church

I think I was most affected by the thousands of paper cranes made by children from all over the world.  We struggle to understand how such things happen.  The paper cranes are a testimony to how energy and hope can be channeled into something so beautiful to behold.

Imagine a world where children are encouraged to fold paper cranes instead of firing a gun.  Just imagine.


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27 responses to “Imagine….on This Day of Memory

  1. Very well written, Poolie. You should send it to the Union Tribune as a. reader editorial. Keep up the great writing. And don’t forget to let me know when you write your first novel. Hint. Hint.

  2. That day still breaks my heart. Every year tho I am getting better at dealing with it. Hugs.

  3. I remember the morning too. It’s hard to remember how profoundly we were affected as a nation. All airliner traffic was grounded for days and virtually every business was closed down for at least a day or two. I was in downtown Phoenix on a weekday morning and there was NO traffic. None. No cars, no planes overhead. The buses were running, but that was about it.

    It was a surreal experience. Nothing felt real for weeks after.

  4. if women ruled the world… imagine that one…

  5. Valerie

    I live about 30 miles from NYC. Around here it was all about cars left unclaimed in parking lots b/c the owners wouldn’t be coming back. It was my little friend Jason who was picked up at his daycare by a family friend because his mother went to TWC for a monthly business meeting. I think of some of the teachers of a special education school who stayed until very late that night because a couple of their students hadn’t been picked up. I remember driving to church that night for a prayer service and clearly seeing the plumes of smoke rising into the sky so many miles away. And I remember a man speaking at that prayer service – a normally arrogant, stuck-on-himself kind of a guy who broke down in sobs because his friend was missing. And I know that we WILL NEVER forget.

  6. I remember that morning so well. I think it was the first time I really felt vulnerable and frightened about the future. It really did take away a lot of our innocence ~ it took me back to when John and then Bobby Kennedy were assassinated. and how our world changed so quickly.

  7. goatbarnwitch

    There is so much to remember about that day but you reminds us to look deeper than the numbers and the ideologies of the few to the humanity. I hope every day that everyone will try to imagine peace

  8. There is still a deep grief for what happened that day, not to mention what our leaders did to “make it better.” A helluva way to begin a new century.

  9. joanie

    A sad day that none of us will ever forget. That morning almost every TV or radio in America was on and we were all trying to figure out what was happening. It was like War of the Worlds, so unbelievable that we almost thought it could be a prank, until, of course, we we found out that this was our new reality. Astounding how the world can change in a matter or seconds. Definitely makes you want to appreciate every moment we have here. It’s just getting harder to be positive about the outcome. There’s always someone out there who wants to screw it up.

    • You are so very right. This is what Pearl Harbor must have felt like.

      • joanie

        Yeah, I just recently watched a special called “Secrets of Pearl Harbor” that I’ve never seen before. The emotion that still lingers with survivors is VERY similar to what happened on 9/11. They just couldn’t believe what they were seeing even though it was with their own eyes. The only difference was, they knew immediately exactly what was happening. On 9/11 it took some time before they even knew what was going on. No one really knew until the 2nd plane hit.

  10. Patty O'Reilly

    SO beautifully written. Thank you.

  11. Penny Tushingham

    NYC was my dad’s city and he loved it with all his heart. I got him up to watch. He watched for 10 minutes and went back to bed a broken man and passed on 3 months later. His will to live was shattered.

    Pen Pen

  12. bholles

    Never forget visiting that site.

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