33 thoughts on “Let Me Ask You a Question – 9/10/18

  1. For anyone alive on that day, not sure it’ll ever become just another day. I can’t say we honor the day necessarily, but we always watch the shows about it with our boys. None of my guys were alive yet, but I think it’s vital they are aware of the events that unfolded.

  2. I still honor 9/11 because it is a part of American life now. It is forever cemented within our history, and in my opinion to categorize it as another day is to denigrate the memory of the lives who were lost on that day. Now that I live in California and not New York, I recently learned that Pepperdine University (Malibu) has a display of American flags and flags from the individual’s country of origin on its property. It is only about a half hour’s drive from where I live. Hopefully, I will be able to get a glimpse of it and honor the memory of the lost lives in that manner.

  3. It’s a day I won’t ever forget. I turned 20 the day it happened. I think it’s really one of those days in history where people will know exactly who they were with and what they were doing.

  4. I don’t watch the shows on television about it. We saw the original broadcast as we were getting ready to take our dog to the vet. We lived in Houston then. I knew right away the first plane was no accident and it was scary and sad. Our oldest son lived in NYC at the time so my biggest fear was for his safety. I remember it sadly, but don’t attend any ceremonies.

  5. I honor it every time i see those numbers 9/11. That event is seared in my brain forever. Last july i visited ground zero in NYC, absolutely heart wrenching. I will never forget.

  6. I honor them. I will never forget that horrible day, and how it has changed the world. My birthday is 9/11, so it’s obviously really bittersweet. My ritual? The first thing I do when I wake up on 9/11 is say prayers for the people killed that day, their families, the first responders, and all who were affected by it (I suppose we all are, in some way). It will never be “just another day” or “just my birthday.” It’s so much more than that.

  7. Every year I do a day of remembrance. I post Alan Jackson’s, “Where we you when the world stopped turning”. I recount the day. I still say prayers for all involved and for our country. I refuse to engage in anything political on this day. If I see a first responder, I will thank them for their service and buy them a coffee or something. Today, my daughter will be reading first-hand accounts of the day. She will be creating a memory board. Even though our country is divided now, that day, we all were rocked to our core and the upcoming weeks were about unity. It’s a day, I for one, will never forget.

      1. I did my remembering at work. I tagged things I wanted my daughter to read and watch. The last thing we did was watch, “Where were you…”. I had watched her reactions. It was too much. A tear slipped out of my eye. She got up, hugged me, she cried a bit too while we finished the video. For her it’s history. For me (and others), our lives were altered. We are living pieces of history and have the opportunity to share with future generations. It’s our duty to remember and share. To impart our wisdom. I will never forget meeting a concentration camp survivor or listening to a 92 year old man recount the beginning of WWII; as he was stationed at Pearl Harbor. Those memories were priceless!

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