Sep 11 2008
9/11/01 - The Only Day I Wish I Could Forget
I hope you will excuse the departure from my normal content but I am taking 9/11 off from work as I do every year, and I wanted my readers to understand why.
If there was ever a day in my life that I wish I could forget, it would be no different than the thoughts of countless others, September 11, 2001.
On that day I lived in New York City and I watched the events unfold in my own back yard, yet even having a front row seat to such a horribile scene, I couldn’t help but to somehow be caught in a sense the I was watching some movie clip.
Unfortunately those events were real and I was a very real part of them.
This photo shows the contents of a small bag that sits propped against my desk every day. It contains several local newspapers from that time period, a stethoscope that I used when I assisted with triage on the site at Ground Zero, a medical admission slip for one of the patients I worked with and a glove that belonged to one of the firefighters who lost his life while battling to save others.
That firefighter and over forty other people that I knew well and called friend died on 9/11/01, along with thousands of others.
In the aftermath of that tragedy, the world came together and in a unified voice proclaimed “We are ALL Americans Now”. Perhaps no better example I could find of this idea is shown in this video clip:
May God continue to bless us all.