Monday, September 12, 2011

a day late ... but never forgotten

Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks on the World Trade Center in New York. We had our first soccer game at 2 pm in Poco (we tied 3-3 and it was hot as hell out but it was a great game to start the season with) and that took up most of my day but didn't stop me from remembering ...

I was working at the Surrey Food Bank at the time and living at home. My mom was off work that day and came upstairs and woke me up saying that a plane had flown in to the World Trade Center. I didn't really understand the magnitude of what she was trying to tell me because I just thought it was an accident and unfortunately there was a mix-up and a passenger plane got off route and crashed. I grudgingly got up and watched the news with her and very quickly realized that this was an attack and not an accident.

I listened to the news as I drove into work and the information just kept mounting with the Pentagon and White House also being on the attack list. The stories just piled in and we spent a good part of the day avoiding work and listening to the updates.

Everyone's lives changed that day - the world changed that day. It is something we can never forget, something to learn from and something that has left a footprint on each of our heart's who were alive to witness the evil acts. God bless all who were directly involved and thank you to each and every person who acted as a hero that day. You should be celebrated always.

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