12 years ago today I was walking into my American history class as a freshman in high school when the news broke about the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center in New York City that killed almost 3,000 people.
It’s hard to believe how fast time passes us. The news broadcasts still seem so fresh to me and as I sit here right now watching the 9/11 Memorial on television I still feel the same overwhelming sadness. I love New York City like it was my own home. I live a little less than an hour away and visit quite often; every trip is breathtaking. The eclectic mix of people and culture is unparalleled across the globe.
As a name reader from the ceremony this morning said it, “It’s time to make 9/11 a national holiday. Kids know when the next iPhone is coming out, when the next Justin Bieber album is coming out, but they don’t know enough about 9/11.”
My thoughts go out to the families and friends of the victims of September 11th. I am forever grateful to the men and women who serve to protect our country and its freedom at home and overseas, fighting in a seemingly never-ending war. God bless New York and God bless the United States of America.