Or was it just yesterday?
As more than one person has told me it feels like it was only yesterday, not eighteen years ago. It was only yesterday America found itself at war with an intractable, brutal enemy that recognizes no innocents, sees murder as a way to some vaguely pornographic glory, and holds life cheap.
The words that follow I wrote quite a few years ago. But I also wrote them just yesterday. They express exactly what needs to be said about That Awful Day.
It's hard to believe it's been years.
It still hurts, that heartache that never really goes away.
Remembering That Awful Day still brings tears to my eyes.
So many gone.
So many died.
So many hearts broken.
So many families torn asunder.
So many heroes that never thought twice about their own safety working hard to save the lives of so many others.
Other heroes whose last words were “Let's roll.”
Let us never forget that day of thunder, fire, smoke, heroic deeds, tearful goodbyes, and at the end, mournful silence.
Let us never forget.
