Monday, September 11, 2006


Special guest blogger today, Gretchen.

-- Ben

Nicky and I did a "history" lesson today talking about 9/11 and
reading/viewing some stuff in Projo and AP.

I wrote some poems that you could put in the blog if you wanted.

Remembering 9/11

5 years..My mind pulled back--
Warm, sunny, glorious September day.
My three-year-old playing in the yard while I read,
Phone rings--youngest nephew--
Horror--plane crash--Two Towers.

Run inside to television--horror
Standing transfixed...
Lines jammed. No phones...
No planes...all quiet.

5 three children,
Sunny, glorious September day. he's 8, learning history.
Looking at pictures, listening to stories, reading accounts.
Horror is now sadness...quiet tears fall.


Horrific event--terrorist attack.

Everything stops.

Rescuers are frantically searching...

Occasionally finding a miracle.

Everyday people--

Saviours and souls.


Me, Myself and I said...

I particularly like the last line. I did not put a 9/11 memorial tribute in my post this year. I decided it was time to move on, for me. unfortunately, I did get caught up in an evening tv show about it - and of course it made me cry. so, I changed the channel. too bad everything else in life isn't that easy!

Ben Ide said...

This picture
, loaded on my work PC's desktop, is what got me through the day on the 11th.

It shows what the WTC plaza will look like once (re)construction is completed. It's gorgeous, tasteful, and IMHO fitting. The original foundations are left in place as a pair of reflecting pools. Builing one (to the left) looks like two towers married into one. Building two (in the middle) has four facets that will light the skies at night.

Me, Myself and I said...

I heard that some people were protesting having the memorial in the basement, w/ the refecting pools, I believe, b/c it'll be out of sight, out of mind, and it'll be too small for the # of visitors expected. I think the 2 reasons given are kind of conflicting w/ each other. it seems like a good idea, to me. but then, I didn't lose anybody that day, thankfully.

(I had to put my cat, Frank, to sleep the next day, and it was not an easy death - so I am sad at that time, anyway, but I recognize that it's not the same thing.)