Reflections on 9/11
On September 11, I remember being afraid to turn on my kitchen faucet. I actually thought the water might be poisoned. I know that sounds crazy, but that day we all thought that the United States was completely under attack, by unknown forces, who wanted us all dead. Yet in the next few days, I was moved by how much support for the U.S came in from all around the world. Many people didn't wish us dead, but indeed thought the U.S. was a place of hopes and dreams, and good people. ARE we a place of hopes and dreams, and good people?
The granite slab seemed to hold so much emotion- fear, loss and sadness.
notices of missing people.
didn't know where my family was. many of them worked in manhattan.
the listening area of the police radio calls. i heard officers call in that the pentagon was hit. they had to repeat themselves several times before they understood each other