This is what I remember.
There are no words to express my sorrow for the memory of what happened in America on September 11, 2001. I can remember where I was on that day. At work at the Austin State Hospital in Texas. I remember running into the work lunchroom area where I knew there was a television. I remember watching a tragedy on television and thinking that my eyes ere playing tricks on me. I remember seeing a news report showing the exact location where former President George Bush Jr. was on that day. I remember the sober, somber, stunned look on his face when someone whispered in his ear what had just happened while he was at a school visiting young children. It wasn't a horrific mass shooting at a school. Instead, it was a horrific terrorist attack on American soil and thousands of people - not just Americans citizens - were killed or injured. I was not alive on December 7, 1941, Pearl Harbor Day. I remember thinking this day will be the "day that will live in infamy" for this generation. As of today, September 11, 2019, I am remembering that on that day and on this day I was and I still am hoping and praying that we never have another day like September 11, 2001.
What do you remember?
