Today is September 11th. It’s been seven years since the attacks on our country. In that time, we have seen the creation of the Department of Homeland Security, learned to take our shoes off at airports and put our three ounces of shampoo into quart size ziploc baggies, planted memorial gardens and built monuments, and at Ground Zero, the Freedom Tower project is underway, you can even watch a 24 hour live feed Webcam at the site, here- http://www.earthcam.com/usa/newyork/groundzero/.
I started blogging in September, 2005. I didn’t write a September 11th post that year. September, 2006, I signed up for the 2,996 Bloggers Project. Each of us were assigned the name of someone who lost their life on September 11th. My post is called I Remember William R. Johnston. My September 11, 2007 post was about a piece of artwork my son created in June, 2006, the assignment was to create a haiku about his favorite season, with an illustration to go with it. He chose Fall. This was his artwork:
Haiku and artwork by Ryan Edwards, age 9
If you have a minute, I would love to have you click this link to my September 11, 2007 post, where I explain more about the artwork and also memorialize Luis Clodoaldo Revilla-Mier, a person on the list of 2,996 victims who did not get a tribute the year before. It would mean a lot to me. For those of you reading this who lost a loved on on that day, please know how truly sorry I am. And for those of you with something to celebrate today-a birthday, an anniversary-you deserve to have a happy day too. Because the world is continuing to spin, however madly, on.
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Amazing. Thank you.
Thank for for the post. From those who lost, from those who saw and from those who were there. My post will be up later today, right now I can’t seem to get the words together.
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very sweet.
Today is my niece’s birthday. She’s 28 or 29?? Man time flies!
I remember when I was pregnant with Sam, we had our hospital tour on 9/11/04. It was a Saturday. They were saying on the radio that it was the only Saturday in years that there were very few weddings and receptions. Most of the “banquet halls” had the day off because there were no weddings booked in.
And we were at the hospital having a tour. Mom’s were still having babies and life was going on.
All those changes and yet we’re not an ounce safer, just a bucket less free
It’s truly a tragedy that the loss of so much life lead only to the loss of freedom for those still living. When will we learn?
So powerful Elizabeth, thanks so much for the share-
Seven years ago….who would have thought it when we remember so clearly?
Very poignant, Elizabeth. It is hard to believe 7 yrs have gone by.
First one was a little Mormon girl who had her new boyfriend of a week sleeping in our room by then – she was on the top bunk. Apparently those squeaky metal bunk beds were sorta sturdy. I got good at getting dried off and dressed after a shower without the guy seeing anything but leg (I even had conversations with him while drying off – it was a *small* room). Apparently they broke up a few months later after Summer Start was over. Oh, they also decided that the fridge and TV I had were theirs as well, so when I came back from work at 10:30pm (I was the only one that had a job!), I wasn’t allowed to just chill in my own dorm room because 5-7 people were in there (and sitting on my bed) watching tv and whatnot. Gah.
Second one was literally a troll – she was short with big fluffy hair and totally looked kinda like those troll dolls from days gone by, never left the room after the first few weeks, made no friends, etc. Spent more time with my ex when he flew up to visit than I did because I still went to my classes.
I gave up with roommates after that. Well, unless you count sharing the farmhouse with my uncle during harvest one year, but we got along really well.