Tuesday, September 11, 2012

We remember

What do you remember about the day the towers fell? 

My memories are spotty and brief.  I remember walking to my early morning college class and wondering why the campus was so empty.  I remember crowding around a small television set with my roommates and wondering what was going to happen to us.  I remember holding hands with dozens of other students and praying openly outside.  And I remember feeling relief when I finally reached my mom and heard that she and dad were ok.

As Baby Chuck and I hear the names of the deceased being read, I wonder how we'll talk to him about this event in the future.  I'm still trying to understand it myself....