Where were you
I cannot listen to this song, especially on this day, without crying. It is a sad reminder of all the people lost on this day.
I remember going to see my therapist on this day. As I made my way through from my home to her office, it was an eerie quiet. The radios were not playing music, but were talking. I thought that was odd. I had no clue what was going on as I don’t ever watch the news or listen to news radio. When someone told me there was an attack at the World Trade Center, in my ignorance, I thought it was the one in Boston. I didn’t learn about the trade center in New York until I got to work.
I remember the T being free. They just let you in. You didn’t have to pay. As I worked, or rather had lack of work as most of the outpatients were sent home. There was nothing to do except listen to the radio and wait for potential patients to come from NY. I worked in a hospital then, in a clinical lab. We didn’t talk much or if we did, it was very solemn. A friend had just visited the towers a week before. I had already given blood the week before so I couldn’t donate again. It was the last time I donated. I have not donated blood since then for various reasons.
The song by Alan Jackson means a lot. It has a lot of emotion in it, least for me. I think of all that was lost that day. Of the people that came together in times of this crisis to help, either through donations or with filling buckets to clear the debris. We were all one that day and the weeks to come. I don’t know why were are split now. The liberals will blame the conservatives, and vice versa. The repubs will blame the dems, and vice versa. There is no unity anymore and that need to change, and change soon. I am not a political person but I catch a glimpse of it now and then. I would truly be in a suicidal state every day if I had to listen to the bickering every day. These are our elected officials. Why can’t they get along for the common good and not their interests? But I guess the common good has gone by the way side and it’s to each their own. We were once solidified as one. Now we are a house divided. How sad is that?