Saturday, September 10, 2011

Reflections on 9/11

Ten years ago tomorrow, I ordered a latte at my local coffee shop. I looked up and saw a plane on television fly into the World Trade Center. At first, I thought it was an anniversary or something. I then remembered it been a bomb, not a plane the first time the towers were attacked. Then I saw a live shot and saw the second plane fly into the south tower.

I spent the news few hours in the local college newspaper television room. When the south tower fell, I hit my knees and prayed that there would be survivors.

I was only two score that year. This year, at two score and ten, I am changed. As I look out into the world an see the selfishness of humanity, I am afraid for my grandchildren. I no longer am as accepting of evil and wrongdoing as I once was. Because of this I have made the choice to never again freely choose to live in a large city. I love my small rural and have become much more self-sufficient.

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