September 11, 2008
Seven years ago, on one of the most beautiful, crisp, mild September mornings in living memory here in the NYC area, a couple of planes fell out of the sky and created an inferno whose embers are still smoldering and igniting new conflagrations in faraway places. Today it's chilly and overcast, the kind of day that makes you want
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If you've never read Meg Cabot's description of that day (for her) then you should. Go to her blog for Sept./07 - http://www.megcabot.com/diary/?m=200709 - and scroll down to 9/11 (she reposted her original blog here).
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Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
-Edna St Vincent Millay
I am not and shall never be resigned to a world where such things can happen.
But as the world moves on, we learn to take comfort from the courage and compassion and shining bravery exhibited by humanity both that day and in the aftermath. It has to be a much better outcome than being destroyed by grief or the need for revenge, descending to the level of the barbaric merciless cruelty of the rabid human failures at work that morning.
I guess, for me, your post expresses that there is always reason for hope :)
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