September 11th, 2001 – Jared
September 12, 2008 3 Comments
It has been a long 7 years since that fateful fall day. I am as I begin writing about 30 minutes to late to post about 9/11 but I have the urge to share my experiences that day and to ask you for yours.
I was homeschooled at the time and was upstairs that morning in my bedroom working on my math assignment. I was 13 and in 8th grade. It had been a great day for me in school. I had breezed through my math, normally the most time consuming of my subjects, and scampered out of my room to find another subject and hopefully finish early. It was not to be.
Abby was standing in the Foyer and told me I really needed to come down, something had been hit. I was thinking we’d bombed Iraq or something and I came down the stairs, around 2 corners into the kitchen/dining room of our Plainfield, IL home to find my mother, hand covering her mouth, phone pressed to her ear, and a look of shock on her face.
I didn’t recognize the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center right off the bat. They were not an iconic building for me like the Empire State building or the Sears Tower. But as the skyline of New York became clear the image replays of the planes coming in low and fast towards the tower it was readily clear what was happening. We were under attack. Someone had declared war on the United States.
I experienced many emotions that day. I didn’t feel anything for awhile. Mom led us in a prayer for our nation’s leaders, and as we finished the emotions started flowing, someone haphazardly. I first remember the astonishment, no the audacity that somone could dare to challenge the nation that secured its freedom from the world’s greatest colonial empire, the nation that provided so much freedom, the nation that entered the world stage in striking fashion by changing the way World War I was fought, the nation that simultaneously defeated Nazi Germany and Imperial Japan, that fought communism to a standstill and then brough the rest of the world together economically to defeat the Soviet Union. As Brian Regan would say: “the audacity!!!!”
Fear for us as as a family came as reports of Middle Eastern terrorists came in, and gradually a patriotic anger arose. Some faceless enemy had assualted us, and some faceless enemy needed a face and he needed to pay. In a sad and niave way I rejoiced when we invaded Afghanistan, I mourned when we missed bin Laden by a whisker in Tora Bora and all along began to develop a sense of nationalism I have never felt before.
9/11 will forever be the date lived in infamy. Many have blogged about it and many will continue to do so. 9/11 forever changed the world though I think some would rather forget. There is an enemy out there and we cannot sit idly by and let it grow. Whether you supported Operation Iraqi Freedom or not you could see if the Iraqi “insurgents” the true face of our enemy. One who would attack us and our freedom, whatever the cost.