11 Years

I can't believe it has already been 11 years since 9/11.  It doesn't seem that long.  A few weeks after 9/11, I thought, I wonder if this day will be one that grandchildren ask their grandparents about.  Will our grandchildren ask us if we remembered what we did when we learned about 9/11 like I asked my grandparents if they remember what they were doing when they learned JFK has been shot?

Do you remember what you were doing when you first heard about 9/11?  I do.  It was a few weeks after I graduated from college.  I was living in an apartment which I shared with my brother.  I woke up, turned on the TV, and saw the news.  As I watched in horror as the plane crashed, as people jumped from the buildings, I could only cry.  Yep, I wept.  I wept for the senseless murder of innocent people.  I wept for the families left behind.  I wept for those last moments of those innocent people as they knew death was moments away.