Glorious sun to smoky haze of panic, fear, and yes, terror
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- September
- 10
It almost seemed like a relief that tomorrow that it’s supposed to be cloudy and rainy, not a brilliant blue, not another warm, sun-kissed wondrous Tuesday, Sept. 11, as it was six years ago.
Maybe it will help remove us from the last Tuesday, Sept. 11. Maybe we will feel less of the panic, less of the anger, less of the fear that the day has brought since 2001.
No, we will feel all those things. We will remember loved ones, neighbors, the names we read in lists that grew longer and longer with every publication.
The news of 9/11 keeps coming. Just last month, more lost lives from chaos that could have, should have, we wish, been avoided at the unnecessarily deadly Deutsche Bank building fire. Memorials, meant to honor and remind us of what was lost, still can divide those who mourn in different ways. New York City just launched a Web site on World Trade Center health-related issues, and more obituaries appear from those who responded to that day, or worked on the pile. The lawsuits continue to wend their way through the courts. And, Osama bin Laden still haunts us, still taunts us and still must be brought to justice.
It is six years past, the morning that glorious sun turned into a smoky haze of panic, fear, anger, and yes, terror.
Six years later, we still feel those emotions, along with the deep aching that will never go away. Tomorrow, we remember, all in our own way, and will every day of our lives.










Wow. Nice job, Nance. Beautifully said, and well done.
Thank you.