Still I remember. Until I am no more, I will remember. Absent friends, and the friends we never got a chance to meet. The world that ended, and the world that became. “Bear Witness” Years pass, decades, The revising measure of a lifetime Entire; I stand here still, Not stone not metal not fire but […]
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I don’t write about 9/11 any more, because over the years I’ve said what I needed to say. But if you want to read it, either for personal reasons or historical ones, here are the links. The original posts from 9/11/01 2004 2005 2006 (5 years on) 2007 2008 2009 (warning: possibly triggery, but non-violent photo) 2010
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Life moves on. You move on. You rebuild, you let go. You always remember the ones left behind. Bearing witness
On an ordinary morning a decade ago, I woke up, took the PATH train from NJ into Manhattan. I stopped at the usual coffee cart to pick up a muffin, and gripe with the guy at the counter about the Giants’ game. I admired what a gorgeous day it was, and grumbled about having to
I need no day of memorial; it lives behind my eyelids yet and forever. Read More »