Category Archives: 9/11
Tiny Assassins
Today, I’m sad that Charlie Kirk, a young man who was a father and a husband, was shot and killed solely because someone didn’t like what he said. I edited out the second half of that sentence because as of … Continue reading
Day 15 – Love Matters
Today’s Word Count: So far, 689 words. I’m at the library now, a place that has become one of my favorite writing spaces. I put on my AirPods and tune in to instrumental soundtracks (today, it’s Keiko Matsui) and like … Continue reading
Final Thoughts
There are many things I remember about that September morning. The cool, crisp air. The beautiful blue sky. I had just arrived at work later than I’d intended after dropping my kids off at school and flipped on the radio … Continue reading
Final Thoughts
There are many things I remember about that September morning. The cool, crisp air. The beautiful blue sky. I had just arrived at work later than I’d intended after dropping my kids off at school and flipped on the radio … Continue reading
The Second Airplane
Some people say that the memory of 9/11 is exploited, and I agree, at times it is. The following is an essay I wrote shortly after 9/11. I hope anyone who reads it will accept it only as a way to … Continue reading
The Second Airplane
Some people say that the memory of 9/11 is exploited, and I agree, at times it is. The following is an essay I wrote shortly after 9/11. I hope anyone who reads it will accept it only as a way to … Continue reading
