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A Tribute in Lights-9/11/2012

Fox News Photo Of American Flags 9/11/2012

Sitting on my stoop in Brooklyn I have a beautiful view of the Tribute in Lights, it’s awe inspiring. It feels like yesterday when we were attacked and so many innocent people were murdered. I saw the Towers in billows of smoke on that day and every September 11th I re-live it. I count myself lucky that I wasn’t in Manhattan working when it happened but it still rips my heart out every time I think about it, for hours that day I didn’t know the whereabouts of my daughter. On that day she had to go to Battery Park City in the shadow of the World Trade Centers. There was no cell phone service that day and for what seemed like centuries I could not reach her. She left for work late that day, we both watched in shock and horror as a plane hit the North tower, at that time it was speculated by the media that it was just an accident, a small plane must have lost control and flown into the Tower. After she left I found out the sad truth about what happened. Her train stopped mid station, just short of the WTC station that was damaged. It took her hours to get out, they had to evacuate the train and in the dark the passengers were guided by MTA employees, FDNY and NYC Police to the station and then had to make their way out to the street. Imagine the chaos in that station and then on the street. The South Tower had collapsed when she got out and you couldn’t see anything at all. A friendly hand on her shoulder guided her to some light and she started to walk home. She walked over the Brooklyn Bridge to her friends house and called me. When she got home she was covered in soot and you could see the hand print on her blouse, it was a Fireman who helped her. Today I am thankful, but still sad for all the lost lives and how our country has changed as a result of this terrorist attack.

I tried to take a picture of the Tribute in Lights from in front of my house but my iphone just couldn’t pick it up well enough, this is my picture, you can barely see the two blue lights and the tree’s in front of my house but they are there.

Very bad picture

Here is what it really looks like, this is from Google pictures:

Tribute in Lights

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  1. My friend a beautiful post and tribute – I cannot imagine how it would feel to remember this period and be involved.

    Hugs and hopes for a better future

    September 11, 2012
    • Thank you, today is always a bit tough, memories come flooding back. It’s bittersweet, a lot to be thankful for and yes looking forward to a better future.

      September 11, 2012
  2. Hi Suzanne! Thanks for sharing your 911 story, what a day that was! My workplace was expecting a group of people from Baltimore that morning, they arrived late. We all went to lunch and took the rest of the day off. Every year I relive my feelings and my heart goes out to those who lost loved ones.

    September 12, 2012
  3. petit4chocolatier #

    Beautiful, beautiful post and thank you for your personal story. I am glad your daughter made it home safely. Many, many people helped others that day without being known. A day we will never forget.

    September 12, 2012
  4. Ali #

    Beautiful post. A day that people all around the world will never forget and will always remember what they were doing that day. Watching horrified on the tv from the safety of my own house across the other side of the world, I cannot imagine at all what it must have been like over there that day. The Tribute in Lights are stunning.

    September 12, 2012
    • Thank you, it truly is a day that we can never forget and every year on the anniversary we re-live it. It’s painful. The tribute in lights is so beautiful and is such a wonderful memorial.

      September 12, 2012
  5. Your tribute in lights is amazing. Love seeing those pictures but, hate what happened that day. That must have been scary for both your daughter and you for those few hours. I was getting ready for work (2nd shift then) and I kept sitting and staring at the tv, just crying. It’s a hard day every year since too.

    September 12, 2012
    • Thank you, yes it was scary, I remember so vividly my daughter was ironing what she would wear to work and as always we had the news on. When we saw it I had a very bad feeling but the media didn’t say anything other than an accident had probably occurred. I remember asking my daughter to stay home I felt something was very wrong. She opted to leave and then I saw the second plane hit. OMG, I couldn’t believe it. Thank God she was ok, but I don’t think I turned my tv off for over a week, disbelief, sadness, worry, it was a veritable mish mosh of emotions. Like you all I could do was cry. I have to mention the heroic dogs that worked at ground zero. The unsung heroes. My friends and I all got together and purchased protective shoes for the dogs and sent them there. So many heroes both canine and human.

      September 12, 2012
      • Isn’t that strange how we can sense that “something” is wrong. I felt that way when the first plane hit too. Yes, the unsung heroes. The ones without words but, doing a job like no other…the dogs. That is awesome what you and your friends did for them. I seen quite a few pictures on facebook yesterday saying to remember them also. Heck, I cried just looking at the pictures yesterday on facebook! I did not turn on my tv at all last night. I just couldn’t bear anymore sadness. I went to bed early actually and it felt good!

        September 12, 2012
      • I saw a small piece on CNN online (I think??) maybe it was MSN, but anyway it was a tribute in photo’s to the hero dogs. They photographed those that are still with us and it was beautiful. I watched the making of the Concert for NYC last night and that was inspiring. We all go on, your post was simple and beautiful “Lest we forget”

        September 12, 2012
  6. Suzanne I have just read the thread of comments and find myself wiping away tears and engulfed in sadness. Good thing I can touch type (sort of) as I cannot clearly see the keyboard. It was late evening here in Australia. My daughter and I had gone to our respective rooms to watch a West Wing episode on our tvs there. A news flash came across the screen that a suspected light aircraft had slammed into one of the towers in the WTC. Our local TV provider switched immediately to CNN. We dashed down to the family room where the large screen TV was, rugs wrapped around us and switched on CNN via the Foxtel satellite. There we stayed watching with horror for over 8 hours, crying, feeling so much sadness … and outrage. Like I feel for your recently murdered ambassador to Libya. One of the reasons I am coming to spend 2 weeks in New York in early January is that I need to pay my respects at Ground Zero and remember those who died on that day and those who have died subsequently from related causes. My heart goes out to each New Yorker. When we lived in Washington in the early 1980s and my husband was an Australian military attache at our Australian Embassy, we went to New York a couple of times because he had to meet with US colleagues in the WTC. I refused to enter the buildings and chose to explore other parts of the city. Those buildings scared the living daylights out of me. They were just too big for me. Strange words coming from a young woman who was in Saigon during the war for 12 months dodging rockets being lobbed on the city etc.
    Thank you Suzanne and your friends for their beautiful words. They touched a gaping wound which needs to be healed.

    September 13, 2012
    • What happened here in NYC touched the world. Everyone remembers exactly what they were doing at the time this happened. I know exactly what you mean, a friend asked me to dinner one time and had made reservations at the restaurant at the top of the WTC building, I didn’t want to go but had to. My fear was overpowering and when I think about those souls that were lost on the upper floors I can only imagine the feeling of helplessness.
      You were in Saigon during the war, you are very brave indeed. Thank you for your kind words, we are all bound together by the events of that day it doesn’t matter where we are from or where we were at the time.

      September 13, 2012

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