Remembering 9/11 - 25 Years Later

Remembering September 11, 2001

I was in Illinois when the events of September 11, 2001, began unfolding across the country.

I was late for work that morning and listening to the radio when a local DJ announced that a plane had hit one of the Twin Towers.

My immediate thought went to a story my mother had told me about a plane hitting the Empire State Building many years earlier. I remembered it as a small plane and a terrible accident, and for a brief moment, I assumed that perhaps something similar had happened in New York.

But that small memory quickly turned into something very different.

As I pulled into the company parking lot, I heard that the president would be coming on the air with an announcement. A sense of panic began to set in.

There were no televisions where I worked, but as it became more and more apparent that something big and terrible was happening, radios were turned on. People began trying to get information through the internet and by phone, but websites were overwhelmed and phone lines were becoming jammed.

And yet, strangely, meetings weren't being canceled.

Downtown areas across the United States were being evacuated as a precaution, but business where I worked seemed to continue almost as usual.

I remember having to sit through a boring meeting just after lunch with people who didn't seem particularly concerned about what was happening. I managed to call my mother, and she didn't seem especially concerned either.

It all felt surreal.

Eventually, I found a television and was finally able to see what had been happening.

That was when the enormity of it truly began to sink in.

I remember seeing news footage that would later be pulled from the broadcasts because of the graphic nature of what was happening. There were images that were difficult to comprehend then and remain difficult to think about even now.

We were finally told that we could go home at about 4:00 p.m. Central Time.

The next few days were eerie.

Planes were no longer flying in and out of Midway and O'Hare. The skies were strangely quiet. There was a stillness that felt completely unnatural.

The fear was palpable.

But so was the patriotism.

And, perhaps most importantly, people were kind to one another.

For a time, it seemed as though we understood that beneath all our differences, we were connected. We were grieving together. We were frightened together. And we were trying to make sense of something that had changed our country, and our world, in a matter of hours.

Today, 25 years later, we still remember that day and the days that followed.

We honor all those who were killed.

We honor the first responders, firefighters, police officers, emergency workers, military personnel, and ordinary men and women who showed extraordinary courage.

We remember those who ran toward the danger when every instinct must have told them to run away.

We remember the families whose lives were forever changed.

We shall not forget.

And perhaps, twenty-five years later, we might also remember something else.

How, in the midst of fear and heartbreak, people reached out to one another.

How differences suddenly seemed less important.

How kindness mattered.

How, for a little while, we remembered that we belonged to one another.

Perhaps that is something worth remembering today, too.

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