Eight years ago today at 937am, American Airlines Flight 77 slammed into the Pentagon killing 184 people. Many of those killed or injured were our friends and neighbors.
Today, it seems to be a distant memory for many; yet so vivid for others. Everyone has a special memory of “that day”.
For me it was a sense of “less”–helpless, speechless, defenseless, and to a degree hopeless as communication with loved ones was difficult at best. I imagine everyone held their loved ones a little tighter that night eight years ago. I know I did.
What about you, what are your memories and feelings about September 11, 2001? Please leave a comment.