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Saturday, September 11, 2004
9:21:00 AM EDT
Hearing Peace on Earth -- U2
My way to remember is simple and it's something I've done every year since 9/11. I go outside, look out into the perfect, open sky (it's been a perfect, open sky every September 11 since then) and wait until I see a plane crossing the sky. I recall how no planes crossed my sky that day, and how exceptional and unusual that was. Then I give thanks that today of all days looks to be an ordinary day. And then I go back in and get on with my day, and celebrate everything I have: My wife and child, my work, and a life that is a blessing, a gift and a responsibility. I remember and then I live my life. I hope you can do the same.
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9:21:00 AM EDT
Hearing Peace on Earth -- U2
Remembrance & Celebration
My way to remember is simple and it's something I've done every year since 9/11. I go outside, look out into the perfect, open sky (it's been a perfect, open sky every September 11 since then) and wait until I see a plane crossing the sky. I recall how no planes crossed my sky that day, and how exceptional and unusual that was. Then I give thanks that today of all days looks to be an ordinary day. And then I go back in and get on with my day, and celebrate everything I have: My wife and child, my work, and a life that is a blessing, a gift and a responsibility. I remember and then I live my life. I hope you can do the same.
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Agreement, Jay. I paid special attention today to the
ordinary planes & remembered a week when there were
only fighter jets in our American sky. IT was beautiful in
a way, Horrific by means of another. G forfend that any
other children consider such a sorrowful sky,
Quiet yet mournful... Remember -
So beautifully put. Thank you.
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Well said.
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I too remember the time when no planes crossed the sky.
Read my Sept 11th entries here:
http://journals.aol.com/onestrangecat/OneSummersDay/
Kathy
9/11/04 11:35 PM
Sammie
http://journals.aol.com/ladyd