Sunday, September 11, 2011

What Today is for the Rest of the World

As people continue to fight for freedom in other countries, the US grieves for its loss of innocence on this day.

I vividly recall my bewilderment that day:

I've never seen my dad cry before. 

He was furtively wiping tears from his face, recalling his friends that worked in the Towers as we watched it burn from half a world away.  It looked like a bad movie special effect, only this was real.

It is shameful, but it's true: My only thought that day was that I'm glad my dad was home after 8 years of living in New York.

I can't pretend to know how Americans are feeling, however - I'll offer to hold your hand in respect and silence.

I'll never forget too.

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