9/11 Anniversary Only “Celebrates” America’s Destruction
S. Paul Forrest
Sunday, September 11, 2011
I remember when 9/11 happened. I was meeting a colleague, and upon leaving his office we entered the street and a lady came running up the road yelling about a plane hitting the Twin Towers. We looked at her with humor because it was hard to imagine that she was anything less than crazy. When I returned home however, I turned on CNN just in time to see the next plane hit. Like so many other Americans, I could feel only confusion and utter bewilderment at the events taking place before my eyes.
When first contemplating the incident, I had imagined that maybe the first plane was off course to JFK due to heavy fog or navigation problems which accounted for the misdirection. When the second plane appeared and slammed into the other tower though, it clicked in my mind that this was no accident: America was under attack.
I watched in horror as people clung to the sides of the towers trying to escape the smoke and flames. Some jumped to their deaths rather than suffer the agony of burning to death, while others, as I can only imagine they did, prayed to God that they would be saved. I could only imagine the realization that must have been in the minds of these doomed individuals that they may soon die.
When the towers fell: One and then the other, I watched in awe. The hysteria was overwhelming. Policemen, fire fighters and civilians were trying to help but at the same time, trying to survive. The dust billowed through the streets, engulfing the city for hundreds of blocks in ashen death while people ran in fear with only the thought of survival burning through their minds like the fire that had brought death to so many others. Who could have done this was the only thought in my mind, as I am sure it was in the minds of those experiencing the madness, firsthand.