Posted on 09/09/2002 8:32:06 PM PDT by Master Zinja
The Memory of Just Another Day
Master Zinja, Free Republic
Next week will be the one-year anniversary of the beginning of our newest world war, the first attack by a foreign power on the continental united states in almost 180 years, the attack of September 11.
Wednesday will be a day of mourning for all of us, in one way or another. We'll remember where we were, what we were doing when we first heard, what we felt. We'll remember the dead, the heroes of that darkest of days. After Wednesday, we'll return to our usual routines, and wait in anticipation of the next battle in the war.
But all that is for Wednesday and beyond. Before Wednesday, before the remembrances and the tears, I think it would be good for us to take a moment and remember another day, an important day.
An ordinary day.
A day like any other.
A day when war was the furthest thing from our minds.
A day when the Red Cross reported critical shortages in blood banks nationwide.
A day when firefighters did their job as they always had, putting out fires, saving lives, and as always, no one noticed.
An ordinary day.
A day when the news was filled with star wars and lockboxes, social security and the stock market.
A day when the 11th of September didn't stand out on the calendar as if the letters were written in blood, the digits in fire.
A day when the towers stood at the south end of Manhattan, majestic, tall, as familiar as Lady Liberty and the Empire State to all who know and love New York, a symbol to the world of our economic might and freedom.
A day when people who worked in these towers and elsewhere went home as they always did after a busy day. They may have ate dinner, watched tv, packed for an early flight the next day, read to their kids, or done a thousand other tasks we take for granted. Perhaps they were thinking of their future, which looked so bright and so long, thinking not so much of the next day as of the years ahead, planning, hoping, anticipating a bright future which was not to be.
A day like any other.
Before we mourn those lost on September 11, be sure to take a moment in the next few days and remember them as when they were still among us, still alive, still with thoughts and hopes and dreams.
Remember them as they were before courage made them heroes.
Remember the world we lived in and what we were doing on that most ordinary of days.
Remember September 10, 2001 - the last full day of the old world.
Comments welcome.
Master Zinja
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