Never forget, we are reminded. How could we forget the clear blue sky on the cool September morning? How could we forget the routines we followed on our way to work, our way from work, our way out of town? How could we forget a shower of paper, like confetti, streaming down from the crippled … Continue reading How Could We Forget?
On March 6, 2002, I contributed this story to the September 11 Digital Archive, http://911digitalarchive.org/ . It’s as “real-time" as my recollection of that day’s events could possibly get, but feels as if I wrote it on 9/12/01. If I hadn’t composed this at the time, I couldn’t possibly recall so many details nine years later. … Continue reading My 9/11