Infamy…
Pilgrim on a Long, Long Journey
At 9:02:57a.m., on 9/11/01, the second World Trade Center Tower was hit. Not long afterwards I was in our family room. My 89 year old father in law was visiting. We were near the television. I wasn’t watching, but simply listening across the room.
When I heard about a terrorist attack on the World Trade Center my mind went back to the explosive truck at the bottom of one of the towers that had done its damage a few years before. I thought the news was historical, not in real time.
Then I looked. It was horrendous. My heart dropped and my eyes saddened. New York City was under attack. Thousands would die.
I turned to my father in law and said you lived long enough to see this. He said, “I wish I hadn’t.”