There are some events that remain as emotional upon reflection no matter how many years pass. 9/11. I was in the city that day, I watched the towers fall in front of my eyes with the strangers around me on Fifth Ave and 23rd Street as we all cried and hugged each other. I watched the thousands of people walking uptown in a daze covered in dust. I rollerbladed to Tom's office to see if he was ok and to tell him I was ok since we could not reach each other by phone. I remember it as if it was yesterday. Every year, I watch the television coverage and cry no matter how many times I view the same program. I think about the magnitude of what that day was for our country and our lives. No words can truly describe the emotion.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
9/11
There are some events that remain as emotional upon reflection no matter how many years pass. 9/11. I was in the city that day, I watched the towers fall in front of my eyes with the strangers around me on Fifth Ave and 23rd Street as we all cried and hugged each other. I watched the thousands of people walking uptown in a daze covered in dust. I rollerbladed to Tom's office to see if he was ok and to tell him I was ok since we could not reach each other by phone. I remember it as if it was yesterday. Every year, I watch the television coverage and cry no matter how many times I view the same program. I think about the magnitude of what that day was for our country and our lives. No words can truly describe the emotion.
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