As if I could ever forget that day....
As if I could ever forget the stunning blue sky, the beauty of that September morning, as I walked my daughter to the bus stop....
As if I could ever forget that first message, popping up on the bulletin board I read every day..."A plane has hit the World Trade Center."
As if I could forget turning on the Today Show and listening to Matt and Katie, struggling to find out what was going on, what, exactly, was happening down in the financial district....
As if I could ever forget the sight of that plane slamming in to that building....
As if I could ever forget watching those buildings boiling black smoke into that glorious blue sky....
As if I could ever forget seeing those papers, those tons and tons of papers, fluttering, raining down....
As if I could ever forget about the people...the thought of those people, on the planes, seeing those people in the buildings, hanging out the windows, begging, pleading for help...and then, giving up and leaping....
As if I could ever forget about the firefighters, the policemen, the EMTs, rushing to help, rushing to their deaths....
As if I could ever forget the vision of those buildings falling, those clouds of dust rolling and roiling thru that city that I love....
As if I could ever forget the tears, the stunned silences, the worried phone calls from friends across the sea and around the corner....
As if I could ever forget the fear...the panic...the complete unreality of that day.
I won't forget. I can't forget.
