I have always been very cognizant of the number 11. The simple reason for that is because I was born on November 11th. That’s right, I was born on 11/11. Because of that, I always thought of 11 as my lucky number. It also happens to be Veteran’s Day. As a child growing up, I always thought that was special. Being the child that I was, I’m sure that it was not due to any recognition of those that served, it was merely good fortune to not have school on my birthday.
11 years ago today was the infamous 9/11 tragedies. Who of us could have conceived of a terrorist attack on U.S. soil, much less attacks of that magnitude? Like many, I was in disbelief. The day’s events all seemed so surreal. We were all concerned for those that lost their lives in this unimaginable catastrophe. It was a shocking and frightful day, one that U.S. citizens have never experienced before, and hopefully will never experience again.
To some it may seem that 9/11 was long ago, while others may feel like it was “just yesterday”. Sadly, far too many people lost parents and children, brothers and sisters, friends and loved ones that day. As Americans, we will always remember 9/11, and we will always feel a little changed for it.
Today, 11 years after 9/11, as on every 9/11, we pay tribute. To those that lost, and those that served, to Americans and to the rest of the world, today and all days, we proudly say it out loud and feel it in our hearts, God Bless America!