9/11 Remembrance

Sep 11, 2008

I’m going to step away from the sports scene for a moment and pay tribute to the Men, Women, and Children who lost their lives, spouses, parents, children, siblings, and friends on that fateful day seven years ago. Whether you were affected directly or indirectly this day will forever live on in your hearts. It was a day of extremes. Extreme sadness. Extreme horror. Extreme courage. Extreme cowardice. Extreme shock. Extreme resolve.

Living in Minnesota I could never fully appreciate what was going on in New York and Washington D.C. that day.  Sure there was speculation where the terrorist would target if Minneapolis was in their plans. Mall of America? Nuclear plants? Chicago seemed to be a much more likely choice. When the first plane hit I was driving to work. I remember it vividly. The initial reports suggested it was a small plane. I wondered how a plane would get so turned around that it would make it to Manhattan. I arrived at work and watched the second plane hit. Instantly we all knew we were under attack. I correctly predicted Washington D.C. would be the next target. That is one prediction I was not proud to get right.

I did not lose anyone close in the attacks. I have a bunch of friends, my very best friends in fact, that live in New York. I tried to call them on their phones, but as you know it was impossible. I was able to contact all of them via e-mail to assuage my fears. I also have a couple of friends that work for the U.S. Patent department in DC. I was able to contact them as well. I have family in Philly so I monitored that situation. The closest call though was from one of my Boston friends. He was scheduled to fly from Boston to San Francisco that day. He was going to go on an earlier flight, but decided to fly later with one of his colleagues. Little did he know that his decision to fly later saved his life. My parents both worked in NYC for many years. They had retired and moved to Minnesota a couple years prior. My Dad worked nearby at the Financial Center. Years earlier he had worked at the World Trade Center. My parents commuted from PA to NYC every day for work. Their train came into the World Trade Center. It shook them up pretty good.

My wife and I visited Ground Zero on a visit to New York a few years ago. It was so surreal. The towers that seemed to reach up into the clouds that I remembered from the times I would go with my parents to work had vanished. The only thing that kept the visit from being totally depressing was remembering the bravery that day and seeing the tributes. I guess that’s what you have to take from this.

So where do we go from here? We just keep living our lives. We can’t forget about the past, but we can’t let it hold us back. Those who lost their lives that day wouldn’t want us to. Should we continue to remember these tragic events? You bet we should. We can never forget. They say those those who forget the lessons of history are doomed to repeat them. So while you remember the sadness this day brings also remember the courage and bravery. Remember how we united as a country.

If anyone wants to share their memories of that fateful day, I welcome you to do so. Sorry for the lack of sports in this post, but even this sports nut needs to know sometimes there are more important things to discuss. Thanks for reading.

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7 Responses so far | Have Your Say!

  1. LEV
    September 11th, 2008 at 8:14 am #


    As a New Yorker born and raised, I can honestly say this was one of the most difficult times ever. What I can most take away from it though was the way everyone came together as a community to help. The outpouring of selflessness and charity was overwhelming. So even though it was a time of great emotion and loss, it was also a time of community, sharing, healing and love.

    While on the subject of 9/11, I must give a special shout out to my brother Jose. He is a sergeant for the NYPD Counter Terrorism Unit and was one of the first responders on the scene that day. Needless to say our whole family waited with baited breath over every news break. I remember my brother being able to contact me at my office on an emergency line to let me know he was okay, but to also tell me to take care of his wife in case of anything because he knew I was the closest (in terms of proximity) to his wife who was expecting at the time. It was surreal, but a perfect portrait of my brother. The proud, strong cop who even though was in a time of crisis was thinking of his family foremost. My brother has always been my idol, but never was I more proud of him then on 9/11.

  2. LestersLegends
    September 11th, 2008 at 8:21 am #

    LEV – Great point about the City and the Country coming together. Thanks for sharing the touching story of your brother’s heroism. I can’t imagine how scary and surreal that must have been.

  3. Stan "MadMan"
    September 11th, 2008 at 8:40 am #

    LL such great points and yes it is so true. But there are still others that have issues and those blogs I have read, thankfully few, show that freedom anit free, but they have the nerve to complain about it.

  4. LestersLegends
    September 11th, 2008 at 8:51 am #

    Stan – So true.

  5. Mo Morrissey
    September 11th, 2008 at 9:51 am #

    Nice work Ryan. It was a scary time. So many emotions come back to me today….

  6. LestersLegends
    September 11th, 2008 at 9:53 am #

    Mo – Totally agree. It seems so long, but it also seems like it happened yesterday in some regards

  7. Chuck
    September 11th, 2008 at 10:10 am #


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