Originally Posted by
SteveJoburg
I hope you folks don't mind me posting in this thread... Its amazing to me how people from all over the world, literally, remember that day as though it was yesterday. It was late afternoon here and my father had phoned me to tell me to find a TV and switch it on. I went home early and put on CNN...
A big part of going to NY for my wife and I is the fact that we have wanted to go to the memorial and pay our respects ever since that day. We never knew anyone who passed away. But it is going to be an incredibly emotional experience for both of us, as bizarre as that might sound.
On the tenth anniversary, a forum member on another US site posted a link to the letters his then eighteen year old daughter had written home to him. She had just arrived in NY to attend college. Instead of rushing back home, she spent the rest of September volunteering, getting food to the firefighters, helping at a hospital... Her daily accounts (The letters ran for quite a few weeks after) made it all so much more real and immediate. It was quite something to read.
I asked my amazing wife who she would love to see in NY and jokingly, who's autograph she would love to get... Without hesitation, she said "every New York firefighter and policeman I see..."
I fell just a little bit more in love with her for that.