If you don't know my story about 9/11/01, read it here.
I'm feeling a little peeved today. I noticed a flag downtown here (Indianapolis) that was not at half-mast. If there is ever a day to fly your flag at half-mast, it's September 11. I really just hope this building forgot they even had a flag.
A few days ago, my friend (also from NJ) had to exit her apartment building in Chicago because there was a small fire. While standing outside in her pajamas, waiting to be let back in, she overheard a girl say "I bet this is what it felt like on 9/11." Words cannot express her anger or mine upon hearing this. My friend's parents actually worked in NYC and had to move heaven and earth just to get home- this was the situation for many of my friends, since my town was essentially a NYC suburb. I had to watch a friend cry, not knowing if her Dad had made it out of the towers- where he worked. (He did.) I had a friend whose Dad worked in the building next to the towers (which later collapsed) and hadn't heard from him. (He was also luckily safe.) Smoke blew over our town in the sky... it was not just a television image you could turn off. How dare anyone even try to imagine what those people went through. People jumping out of buildings to certain death- nothing like a stovetop fire in a Chicago walk-up. I hope that this isn't the memory of 9/11 for future generations.
Ok, off soapbox. God Bless America.