In a person’s life, there are frames — like photos — of events that you will never forget. You never forget what you were doing, where you were, or the images as they played out. Those that stand out for me were when JFK was shot, and Martin Luther King and Bobby Kennedy. The moon landing. The Challenger explosion. … and 9/11.
On 9/11, I was at work when a co-worker pinged me on instant messenger saying, “We’ve been attacked.” I turned on the television and watched in shock.
As the day progressed, TV news showed pictures of people across America standing in solidarity during this unthinkable tragedy. People in Europe and Asia were carrying small American flags and crying along with my countrymen as the horror played out. But the truly shocking thing was Americans were united. Regardless of our politics or religion or personal beliefs, we stood together.
Now, more than 10 years later, look at us. The infighting and rhetoric and partisanship is enough to make me sick. We are one of the greatest nations ever to have existed, but we are our own worst enemy. We don’t need to be worried about terrorists destroying our country. We are doing a good enough job without their help.