We remember…

We remember the morning.

We remember the newscasts.

We remember the smoke coming out of the north tower.

We remember seeing the plane crashing into the south tower.

We remember two American Airlines planes.

We remember two United Airlines planes.

We remember a plane crashing into the Pentagon.

We remember a town called Shanksville, Pennsylvania.

We remember the courage.

We remember the heroism.

We remember the firefighters running into the Towers, running towards the danger.

We remember the police evacuating people out of the Towers.

We remember the passengers on United 93 preventing their plane from reaching its intended target.

We remember that morning.

We remember hanging flags outside.

We remember three firefighters raising a flag into the sky, and a photographer capturing the moment.

We remember the boats in the harbor, rescuing people by ferrying them from the horrid shore.

We remember the smoke on the horizon.

We remember driving to the Red Cross and rolling up our arms, begging the nurses to take as much blood as possible to help those in need downstate.

We remember that morning.

We remember the person who was close to us – he was in the North Tower when it fell; she was on the flight from Boston.

We remember the workers who went to their jobs that morning.

We remember the passengers who caught their flight that morning.

We remember those moments.

We remember the next year, when the names were read one by one.

We remember them being read again, one by one.

We remember the madman who orchestrated the attack.

We remember the legions who followed the madman’s commands.

We remember words like Guantanamo Bay and Abu Ghirab and Tora Bora and Fallujah and Kabul.

We remember Seal Team Six.

We remember May 1, 2011, when President Obama went on the newscasts and told us that the madman was captured and killed.

We remember the rebuild.

We remember it as being 1,776 feet from ground to spire.

We remember the spire raised in 2013.

We remember the monuments.

We remember the fallen.

We remember the Pentagon’s repair.

We remember the loss.

We remember the attack.

We remember where we were.

We remember that it should never have come to this.

We remember the warnings.

We remember the embassy bombings in Kenya.

We remember the bombing of the Cole.

We remember the first attack on the towers in 1993.

We remember the fanatic who tried to blow up a plane by using explosives in his shoes.

We remember the passengers fighting that fanatic and subduing him.

We remember our lives as more vigilant.

We remember our lives as less trusting.

We remember the need to forgive.

We remember the need to rebuild.

We remember these moments.

And we must never forget.

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2 thoughts on “We remember…”

  1. Wow. That was amazing, Chuck. Thank you so much for putting those thoughts into words.
    That day forever changed us, and this really captures it.

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