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Thursday, September 11, 2014

Honor 9-11, Never Forget




I will never forget the morning of September 11,2001.  It was a glorious, cloudless  blue sky day in New York, and warm, yet mild. The kind of day that made you realize that although autumn was fast approaching, there were still some last summer days to relish and enjoy.


I lived in Brooklyn, New York then--a borough of New York City located  directly across the east River from Manhattan, where the twin towers could be seen easily from many vantage points.


That morning I walked in the park with my friends, as I did almost every morning.  My husband was with us that day. He had a business related golf outing to attend later in the day, so he did not have to go into his office at 7 World Trade Center.  My daughter was home, as she did not have any classes that day at NYU.  My son was in his apartment in Washington, DC. as he had off that day. He lived within easy walking distance to the White House.


My husband and I returned home from our walk around 8:30 am, and I remember looking down my street, towards the north, where I could see the tops of the World Trades Centers gleaming in the sunlight. They were always a comforting sight for me when my husband was at work, as I knew he was there, safe in his office, in the World Trade Center complex.


Around 9 am I was preparing breakfast, and my husband was getting his golf bag ready, when our phone rang and a friend was frantically crying, telling us to turn on our TV.  Her husband worked in the same building my husband did, in 7 World Trade, which was located directly across from Tower 1. At 8:46 am American Flight 11 had crashed into Tower 1 of the World Trade Center.


We watched TV in horror. I remember having to go outside to look up at the top of the Trade Center again because I could not believe that what I was seeing on TV was real.  I saw the terrible long trail of black smoke rising high in the once beautiful blue sky.


At 9:03 as we were watching TV -- as millions of people were by then -- United Flight 175 hits Tower 2 and the realization comes to us all that we are under attack!  At 9:37 American Flight 77 crashes into the Pentagon. There are reports that planes are headed for the Capital or the White House and I am frantically trying to get in touch with my son.  Meanwhile, he is frantically trying to get in touch with us, as he knows his father works in the World Trade Center complex. His room mate at the time came back from his job at the World Bank and told him that he saw people running out of the White House, as it was being evacuated. All phones lines are jammed, so we did not find our for many hours that we were all safe.  We also thought of all the family, co-workers, friends and neighbors that we knew that worked at the World Trade Center and despaired over their fate,  as we prayed for their safety.

Community Memorial to Captain Jason Dahl- pilot of United Flight 93, who was a resident of Colorado.

At 9:56 Tower 2 collapses, at 10:03 United flight 93, that was headed towards Washington DC, crashes into a field in Pennsylvania. At 10:28 Tower 1 of the World Trade Center collapses and sets 7 World Trade Center on fire. It collapses at 5:20 pm. Burning papers from the buildings filling the skies for hours and floated toward Brooklyn streets.


We all know of the sad days that followed. The many days of not knowing who was injured, missing, or dead, until one by one we heard the news. We were all stunned, scared, angry, and overwhelmingly sorrowful for all the lives lost that day, thirteen years ago.  Over time we found out we did lose friends, co-workers, classmates and neighbors. Mercifully, we did not lose any family members, but mourned with those that did. So many went to work that blue sky September morning and never returned home.


Inscription on the  memorial tombstone of Micahel Bocchino, Battalion 48 Engine 240 in Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn, NY


So many sacrificed their lives on September 11 to save others. So many worked tirelessly after 9-11 to recover those lost. Much of our lives were changed forever and our country, and the world, remains ever vigilant against terrorism.


9-11 Memorial in the Cathedral Church of St. John the Divine, New York City. Click on the photo to enlarge to read the poem that accompanies the memorial.


May we Never Forget to honor the memory of those lost on 9-11! 


May we work each day, in our own small way, to make the world a better place.


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Tuesday, September 10, 2013

We Remember to Never Forget - Two 9-11 Memorials in Colorado --


Last summer, on a visit to Colorado before I moved here permanently, I accompanied my daughter on a business trip to Pueblo, Colorado. While she was with her clients, I wandered around the beautiful Riverwalk in the downtown area.  You can see more about the Riverwalk on this post, and about the Center for American Values, that is located there, on this post.

Right outside the Center of American Values, which honors United States Medal of Honor recipients, was this breathtaking memorial to 9-11.


A steel beam from the actual World Trade Center ruins was balanced on top of two tower-like figures, pointed towards the direction of New York City.


A close up of the plaque that accompanies the memorial. 


My visit to Pueblo was right after the 2012, 9-11 anniversary, and I found it very touching to see how my soon to be new home state vowed: "We Remember to Never Forget'!


Even more so, I soon found there was to be another heartbreaking connection to 9-11 in my new state of Colorado.  When I visited the 9-11 Memorial in New York City, one last time before I moved, (you can see that post post here) I took the time to photograph many of the names engraved around the memorial waterfalls, both people I or my husband knew that perished that fateful day, as well as others that became well known after the event.


One name I photographed was of the pilot of United Airlines Flight 93, Jason M Dahl.  Flight 93 crashed in Shanksville, Pennsylvania on 9-11, 2001, because of the heroic efforts of the passengers on board who fought the terrorists, to prevent further probable death and destruction in Washington, DC.


When I moved to my new neighborhood in the Littleton, Colorado area in January of this year, I passed this memorial not far from where I live.  It was a memorial to Pilot Jason M Dahl, who lived in my community until that fateful day!


Here is another photo I took of the memorial, this summer, on July 4th.


(Click on the photo to enlarge it, and then again when it opens to see an even larger view).

The Jason Dahl Scholarship Fund was set up by his wife, Sandy Dahl, after 9-11, to help worthy students of aviation. Sadly, Sandy Dahl passed away in her sleep on May 25, 2012, but the scholarship fund continues. In New York City I was surrounded by memorials and reminders of the 9-11 tragedy, but I did not expect to find such a connection here, over 1,800 miles away!  It made me realize more than ever that we are all connected in some way to the events of 9-11, whether they took place in our city or not. It was an attack on our entire nation, and our way of life. We will have to remain vigilant, no matter where we live, to prevent something like this from every happening again!

I took the following video of one of the 9-11 Memorial Waterfalls during my visit to the Memorial.  The two waterfalls lie in the footprints of the World Trade Center Tower One and Tower Two, a solemn reminder of where so many perished that day.  Water flows from all four sides into the center abyss.



Would you like to turn September 11 into a day of positive good deeds, charitable service and inspiration?  I could not think of a better way to remember those lost than to do something good to help another in their memory.  Go to the 9/11 Day Observance web page and look where you can volunteer in your community on, or around, the 9-11 date. 



May "We Remember to Never Forget"!



If you would like to read all of my prior 10 posts about 9-11 please click on this link

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Friday, September 7, 2012

The 9/11 Memorial, New York City


I visited the 9/11 Memorial in lower Manhattan last year, but have yet to blog about it, as I felt too emotional spent afterwards to put everything I saw into words. Since the eleventh anniversary of this sad and terrible event is approaching, I felt it was time to show you what I saw.

The 9/11 Memorial is located at the World Trade Center. You can see the new One World Trade Center under construction in the photo above, Visitors can access the Memorial Plaza by presenting a visitor pass at the 9/11 Memorial entry at the northwest corner of Albany and Greenwich Streets.  The timed reservation passes have to be applied for online at this link. You will have to wait on a line and pass through many security checks before entering the Memorial site.



There were informational signs to read on the way onto the grounds.



The sign above gives a diagram of where to find the names of those who were lost on 9/11. The names of every person who died in the terrorist attacks of February 26, 1993 and September 11, 2001 are inscribed in bronze ledges that surround the twin Memorial pools.  The names are grouped with whom they perished in or near the World Trade Center buildings, the Pentagon, as well as all who perished on the four airplanes.



The Memorial Plaza occupies eight of the 16 acres at the World Trade Center.  The Memorial is described on its web site as "a tribute to the past and a place of hope for the future."



The National September 11 Memorial Museum within the Memorial Plaza will serve as the country’s principal institution for examining the implications of the events of 9/11, documenting the impact of those events and exploring the continuing significance of September 11, 2001.


My first look at the large memorial pools took my breath away!  They are located on the footprints of the two buildings that were destroyed that fateful day.



The appearance and sound of the waterfalls emptying into a black void was very dramatic. They are a beautiful expression of the feeling of loss that was left in the hearts of all who mourn the the victims.



My husband and I walked around and said a prayer at all the names of the people we knew who were lost that day--the photo mosaic above shows many of their names They were our friends, neighbors, work associates, and former schoolmates.


I also wanted to say a prayer by the name of someone I didn't know in person, who was on Flight 77 that went into the Pentagon in Washington D.C.



Her name is Suzanne M. Calley, 1957 - 2001


On two trips to California my husband and I happened to take a rest stop in Lover Point Park in the town of Pacific Grove.  There, under this tree, is a peaceful memorial bench looking out towards the beautiful blue bay.





The bench is a memorial to Suzanne Marie Calley.  On our second visit to Pacific Grove there was a bouquet of flowers and a note on the bench that were placed there by Suzanne's mother on what would have been her birthday.  It really touched my heart.   


Rest in peace, Suzanne. 



There were poignant remembrances left on many names around the memorial pools....



343 Firefighters were killed on 9/11



I'm sure you remember this photo of men carrying the body of Fire Chaplain Father Mychal Judge from Tower One, where he was one of the first casualties of the brave first responders.  I found this photo on this NPR web page, where you can also read a beautiful story about Father Mychal.



Rest in Peace, Father Mychal.





A bouquet of pink roses.


It was especially sad to see the names of expectant mothers and their "unborn child."


Many people were making rubbings of the names of those whom they knew.



A couple of years ago I showed you in this post, a neighborhood memorial in Brooklyn, New York, among other neighborhood 9/11 memorials.



It was dedicated to Firefighter Gregory Thomas Saucedo 1969 -2001.  He was last seen climbing the stairs of Tower One on 9/11



Rest in peace, Gregory.




Too many lost
Too many mourned
Too many lives cut short
Too many hopes and dreams never fulfilled
Too many sad memories
Too many names...
Too many names.

May they all rest in peace
May we always remember them, and
May God Bless America!





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