Hello Everybuddy,
This morning I enjoyed reading one of my favorite blogspots, The Nitty Gritty Dirt Man, a wonderful gardener with gorgeous pictures of what he grows. Todays blog was a little different though, it was mostly about visiting New York City and 9-11, a day none of us will forget.
If you would like to read it, visit
http://nittygrittydirtman.wordpress.com/2012/09/09/lessons-learned-from-a-911-survivor/
My little story has to do with how I heard about 9-11. My sweet Scottie Otis and I had gotten up early and decided it was too beautiful a day to stay home and we took a long walk to to our lake. If you use a lot of short cuts and long cuts, you can make it about three miles and its beautiful all the way. Lots of trees in multi colors,
and cottages to see, sometimes sail boats out, people fishing. So Oatsey and I enjoyed our long, warm walk and arrived back home around 10:30.
The Little Oatboy headed for a nap, and I sat down at the computer to check e-mail. One from a favorite person in Norway! At that time I ran a quilting list and she was one of my favorite people. Her letter began with how sad she was that this terrible thing had happened to my country and she just couldn't imagine what would come of it! You can imagine what a shock these words were to me.
I turned on the television immediately, and saw the pictures of the hit, the explosion and the utter horror on everyone's face. Like everyone else, I was glued to that screen all day long, and more many days afterward. I wrote Sol a note, thanking her for writing so immediately. Then several years later, I wrote her and told her how amazing it had been to hear from Norway what was happening in my country. She said she had no recollection of writing me or anyone on that day. The only important part of this is how small our world has become.
I hope a museum is built on ground zero and that small children might learn to remember those dates too, and honor not only the people who perished, but those who bravely climbed the steps of the buildings, who searched for bodies, who are now suffering from the results of being in the debris. Surely we can never forget it.
Jo, Stella and Zkhat
brings up a lot of emotions from that day and the days following. truly a turning point in our nation's history, and in many cases, our own personal ones.
ReplyDeleteWe will always remember where we were when we heard. I was 5 days into teaching my first class of 5th graders ever. I remember being so unsure about what to do.
ReplyDeleteOMD you are SOOOOOOOOOOOO right. We will NEVER EVER furget.
ReplyDeleteVery sad, indeed. Everytime I see another footage of film of the jets going into the building, I get mad all over again. Never goes away.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know until I saw the news a couple of days ago that there is not a museum--I always thought there was, and I think there should be one too. It's a day that none of us will forget, and in the future it should be remembered.
ReplyDeleteMy mom remembers that day too.
ReplyDeleteSure no one should forget it.
Take care
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
I wonder how many Norwegians learned in similar fashion from afar about the dreadful killings of so many of their young people by Anders Breivik last year?
ReplyDeleteBest wishes, Gail.
PS I love Otis's nicknames - Oatsey, Oatboy, very apt for a Scottie!
It was one our worst years ever. We think no one will forget. Have a really lovely Monday.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes Molly
So tragic, our thoughts are with all the famalies, who's lives will never be the same.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds a great walk and the photo is beautiful.
Licks Bobby.
IT is a tragedy that will live with all of us. Thanks for the link to a 'new to me' blogger!
ReplyDeleteI wasn't born yet, but the rest of my family sure does remember that tragic day...
ReplyDeleteStewey
It changed our world and lives and for the second time in my lifetime I felt America had lost its innocence (the first being when President Kennedy was assassinated). The sad thing is that we are now a society of fear and yes, hate, as a result.
ReplyDeleteMe being much older than you, for a long time I could only compare it to Pearl Harbor Day, when the Japanese attacked our servicemen and women in Hawaii. FDR called it "a day that will live in infamy" and it truly was.
DeleteWe will never forget. I too remember exactly how I heard and which dogs were with me. Both dogs are now on the Rainbow Bridge... but I remember thinking that it was so odd that our mountains were still so peaceful, the birds still singing, the coyotes still howling, and yet, this craziness was happening in NY. Then, I remember how quiet it was while all planes were grounded. Odd...
ReplyDeleteThanks for this post. BTW, the "big girl pants" aren't always so comfortable.
But your voice is so much better when you wear them!
Deletexoxoxoxo
That morning I sent Rob off to Kansas City for the day, then went back to bed. The phone woke me and it was a friend in Boston who told me to turn the TV on. I did and saw the first tower in flames. MInutes later I saw the second plane fly into the other tower and started trying to call Rob. I sat in front of the TV all day and for many more. I can still feel the panic, sadness and anger when I see the videos.
ReplyDeleteSue
I learnt about it on the internet and went down stairs to turn the tv on cos i couldn't believe what they were all saying. Our thoughts are with those affected.
ReplyDeleteI did like seeing the picture of Otis today. :)
Next,am going to attempt to teach White Dog to deal cards. I think she could make some money at the gaming tables...what do you think?
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your 911 story with us! I think we all remember where we were when we heard the terrible news. Tune into my blog tomorrow for my story.
ReplyDeleteYour pal, Pip