It always feels weird saying “Never Forget.”
How could we? Seriously, it’s impossible for me to forget what transpired on 9/11/2001. All of us older than around 30 or so can remember exactly where we were, what we were doing and who we were with twenty years ago on September 11th.
Most years since, I usually try to connect with the friends I was with two decades ago, as we watched it unfold on TV. I was living in Denver. My Montana buddies came down for a Rockies game and the first game at the brand-new Bronco stadium. The weather was perfect and good times were in the air.
The following morning was 9/11
My friends couldn’t leave for days. There were no rental cars available, the second after every commercial flight in America was grounded. The pile of pizza boxes began to stack up by my apartment door, as we sat and watched, shaking our heads. Tears fell, then rage, then questions about whomever could have done this? The only sound we noticed were the constant rumble of fighter planes circling the skies over Denver, mixed with eerie silence and fear. Everything basically stopped.
Photo by Michael Foth, Townsquare MediaI’m sure you remember every detail of 9/11 too.
I do hope we