I know this is a comedy blog, and I like to keep the mood light, but I would be remiss were I not to comment on the significance of today. Aside from making you laugh, another goal of this blog is to make you generate Deep Thoughts…
I am a native New Yorker, and even though I was living in Los Angeles at the time of the 9/11 attacks, I still reacted as if it were my hometown under siege. I’d spent the first 27 years of my life looking at those mighty Twin Towers. People I knew worked there, as did friends of friends.
My first job out of NYU was working for a company based in The Empire State Building. That, too, is just an office building, filled with innocent workers trying to earn their daily wage. It is also a landmark, a tourist attraction, and a potential terrorist target.
As I was watching the events of that day unfold from over 3,000 miles away, I kept coming back to the fact that I used to work in a famous NYC landmark. As I wiped away tears, I couldn’t help but think about how fragile and random life can be. You accept a job with no idea that doing so makes you a future target of fanatics.
The Deep Thoughts generated on that day, and the days that followed, were dark and negative and not good for my soul.
No one will ever forget what happened on September 11, 2001. You didn’t need this blog post to remind you of that. I, however, needed to write it. To cast out some of the darker Deep Thoughts. To make sure that heroes were remembered. To show that life did not end for the rest of us on that day.
Tragedy is an unfortunate part of life, but we cannot let it get the better of us. It also helps us to better appreciate the laughter and the lighter moments. Thanks for allowing me to share my Deep Thoughts, Modern Philosophers. I invite you to use the comments section to do the same.
The Return of the Modern Philosopher 
I lived in Texas when the attack occurred.
I felt as if Dallas had been hit.
Never forget.
God bless America!
Yes, God Bless America. Putting out my flag now…
just put my flags from Labor Day back out. will put on tv in a bit and listen to the names from my safe NJ haven for the 12th time and I will cry. i’m crying as I write this. then I’ll pick my kids up later from all their after school activities and hug them just a bit tighter.
Yes, hug them tighter. That sounds like a wonderful idea…
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I looked at my flag a little longer the morning when I put it up. God Bless America, God bless our troops. Never Forget.
Amen. Thanks for the reblog. Still not seeing your comments in my drop down box. What is that about?
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I could not express my feelings better than this.
God Bless America, God Bless our Troops. Never forget.
I remember how quiet the skies were that day after all flights were restricted. After the incident, I couldn’t help thinking about those poor souls, captives of the hijackers–wondering what went through their minds, before they crashed.
I can only imagine…
Thank you.
🙂
I absolutely know what you are saying. I am from New Jersey. That day I was in bed, for I had been very sick and the doctors had given me permanent disability. I was furious, hurt and completely hopeless for I being a nurse, was unable to assist any of the victims that where transferred to the hospital I was working for just a couple of weeks previously. Thank God, my brother works for the Police and I ran to him who was off that day and working on his motorcycle. When I told him what I had seen, obviously he was in disbelief, but started getting ready because he felt the call of duty, not has he drop his screw driver, and his phone was ringing, 20 minutes later, he was gone, He was gone and working for three days straight, or may be more, I was taking hard core pain medicine and some of things are blurred, but the pain in my soul could not be eased by any pain pill. Today when I turned my PC on and saw the pictures and videos in Yahoo, I could only watch for one or two minutes, Why some people can heal and I feel like it happened this morning?
It’s different for all of us. Thank you for sharing your memories. My thanks to your brother for his service…
I was there. Over a decade later and I can still remember the smell of the burning concrete like it was yesterday. I am still speechless.
I can only imagine…
Well said! Thank you.
I’m glad you enjoyed it…
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SAYS IT BETTER THAN I CAN…
i feel it as though it were today
Somethings just always stay with us…