Meigs County, Ohio
September 11, 2010
It is September 11, 2010 today… the ninth anniversary of that tragic day in New York City, Washington, D.C. and the hills of Pennsylvania. So much changed in those moments that it is often hard to reconcile that which was the world we knew before 9/11 to the time that has become ‘normal’ today.
I was in Columbus, Ohio for a doctor’s appointment that morning. As I was parking I got a call from my friend Michael Falzarano who told me that the first plane had just hit one of the towers. It was so unthinkable it didn’t even register with me. ‘I’ll call you right back,’ I said. ‘I’m parking right now.’ As I hung up the phone, the impact of what he said hit me. I called back immediately, but the cell towers were already down. Later that morning, I saw the towers fall on a hundred TV’s in a department store. Nothing would ever be the same.
I have heard people speculate on sundry ‘conspiracy’ theories and I can simply say from my point of view, that they are impossibly ignorant. My opinion…
As a simple guitar player in Southeast Ohio, it is not up to me to speculate on the state of the world today. Like so many, I lost friends in the towers that day and as time has passed I have come to know so many who lost family, friends and more. My friend David Weiss died that day in the first strike. A long time ago we rode motorcycles together in Upstate New York. My biker buddy Jerry B. and have gone on a David Weiss Memorial Run every year since 9/11/01. Jerry flies the big flags in honor of our fallen and it is interesting to me how few we run into on the road know what we are doing it on this day.
Time passes, of course, and it is up to those of us who hold these moments in our hearts to carry on the tell and the tradition.
We did our ride yesterday instead of today… logistical reasons prevailed. The day was stunning, much like that day nine years ago. Blue skies, white clouds… stunning…
We got some waves, some honks… and a hearty helping of apathy. So it goes. Today I think of the fallen in New York City… In Shanksville, Pennsylvania… at the Pentagon in Northern Virginia. I think of our brave men and women who are our first responders… their brothers and sister who serve this great country in the Military… the living and those who have passed.
It is a day for somber reflection for all Americans.
Let us not forget!