Its unbelievable to me that 10 years ago yesterday (September 9, 2001) I said good night to my friend Graham (pictured above). He was leaving for L.A. in two days, and we were to connect the following weekend so he could tell me about the trip which was a mixture of business and pleasure.
September 11th remains etched in my memory. I was unemployed at the time and at home so I actually saw the smoke from the first plane that had flown into the WTC, but my mind couldn't really process what I saw on the news. While showing live footage of the initial crash I watched the second plane (UA FLT 175 - the plane as it turns out Graham was on) fly into the WTC.
September 11th remains etched in my memory. I was unemployed at the time and at home so I actually saw the smoke from the first plane that had flown into the WTC, but my mind couldn't really process what I saw on the news. While showing live footage of the initial crash I watched the second plane (UA FLT 175 - the plane as it turns out Graham was on) fly into the WTC.
That morning was filled with calls from friends trying to remain calm but their voices betraying their panic urgently inquiring if I knew what United Flight Graham was on and asking if my partner (a flight attendant for United Airlines at the time) was on the flight. My partner had been working that morning flight all month but was thankfully visiting family in Brazil.
Taken too soon and still missed today, Americans will mourn an attack on the nation that is for most fodder for political debate and indignation. For me the 11th of September is always about giving thanks that my partner was not working that flight and about the days that followed which included the unfortunate task of packing all of my friend Graham's belongings and shipping them to his parents in the U.K. who were too old to travel and too distraught to do anything - still reeling from the news that there son had died in such an unimaginable manner.
I won't be posting anything on September 11th. Its a day I chose to spend face-to-face with friends to remember how much I love and care for them. If you were impacted by the day or lost someone - you have my deepest sympathies.
Taken too soon and still missed today, Americans will mourn an attack on the nation that is for most fodder for political debate and indignation. For me the 11th of September is always about giving thanks that my partner was not working that flight and about the days that followed which included the unfortunate task of packing all of my friend Graham's belongings and shipping them to his parents in the U.K. who were too old to travel and too distraught to do anything - still reeling from the news that there son had died in such an unimaginable manner.
I won't be posting anything on September 11th. Its a day I chose to spend face-to-face with friends to remember how much I love and care for them. If you were impacted by the day or lost someone - you have my deepest sympathies.
