9/11: A Decade of Remembrance

Jessica Hoppe
9/11: A Decade of Remembrance
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What are your thoughts today as we remember 9/11 on it’s tenth anniversary? A day that left each and every one of us with a gaping hole in our hearts-the size of where our mighty towers once stood.

I, like us all, can recall the day with perfect clarity. I had just graduated high school and was due to leave for college that afternoon. With my mind collegiately pre-occupied, I took the opportunity to sleep in until I was awoken by an urgent telephone call from my oldest sister commanding me to turn on the television.

Every channel was set to the site of the twin towers, now smoking from one of the top floors. At that point, it was presumed to be an accident until ANOTHER plane came crashing once again into the tower—within minutes the wounded structure crumbled completely. I think I heard the entire nation cry out.

We knew our world was forever changed. Gone were the more prosperous times when you didn’t worry so much about security check-in at the airport, before the war in Iraq and “If You See Something Say Something,” when perfume and shampoo were not considered “weapons of mass destruction,” and the word “terror” would most likely drum up thoughts of a scary movie and not of national security.

After a decade of post 9/11 warfare, the capture and assassination of Osama bin Laden, the loss of many civil liberties, heightened racial tension, and a perpetual sense of carrying a bulls-eye on our backs, what have we learned?

I’ve learned that a life lived in fear, is no life at all. In fact, it is a concession to those who would do us harm—inciting fear is the first and most effective step in terrorism. It’s just as John McCain said, “…this is not about the terrorists. It’s about us.”

As a friend of mine so eloquently wrote:

Do something kind on 9/11 and honor the memory of the departed in so doing. Love one another. Love America. We are the Phoenix that will always rise again from the ashes. This day should not be about anger or hatred….in the end, let it be about love and honor. Our fallen brothers and sisters would want that, I believe.

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