Remembering 9-11, a day that was marked the beginning of a recognition that the United States was not exempt from terrorist attacks. Most all Americans were in shock that day as we saw the commercial airplanes hijacked and deliberately crashed into the Twin Towers, a focal points of the New York City skyline.
Another plane deliberately crashed into the Pentagon. Still another, headed for the U.S. Capitol Building was courageously crashed by the passengers who took control of the plane to take it down.
This post is participating in the Sunday Selfie Blog Hop hosted by The Cat on My Head.
Do you remember what you were doing on 9-11? Did it have an impact on your life? Were you personally changed by it. Please weight in and share your thoughts and comments.
Remembering 9-11
I remember that day vividly. Working for a non-profit, there was a small TV in our office. It was hard to walk away from the television coverage and do work. Having been a journalists before starting work in public relations, the work of the day seemed very insignificant. We would see those images replayed day after day for well over a year. It changed our lives momentarily – maybe for a year. But 15 years later, things are pretty much the same, except we realize terrorism is a real threat in America.
My kitty Lenny is only 4-years-old. He wasn’t around that day. He wasn’t even a fleeting thought in his human’s mind. My Pink Collar, now 16, was just a kitten, and she had my beloved Smokey Blue, who has passed on, were there to watch the horror unfold in front of us. Mom’s cat, Clyde, not pictured here, was also there to comfort her.
Remembering 9-11, many like my kitty Lenny, too young to remember
While we recall this fateful day, we realize so many people under 21 or even 25 have no recollection or a very faint one of this day that ranks up there with the Assassination of President John F. Kennedy or for those that can remember the bombing of Pearl Harbor that sent America into World War II.
Remembering 9-11 through art
When I was in high school, I took oil painting lessons, and after visiting my brother who lived in New York City, I painted this scene of the Twin Towers. I had totally forgotten about this painting till a few years after 9-11. I was very pleased I hadn’t given it away or tossed it. Today, I share it on my blog, Paws for Reflection.
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