I remember When...a Tribute To Those Lost September 11, 2001


© Jill Manzoni

I am still missing three very dear friends, and hope you will forgive me, but this article is all I can muster for today. God Bless you and yours, and we pray this finds you all safe and healthy.

When I was a little girl (yes a long time ago) I remember being at home with my mother and watching "Days Of Our Lives" while she worked in front of her ironing board. At the ripe age of five I went to Kindergarten where learning and being out in the world was fun and exciting, but I always knew mom would be there waiting in the safety of "home".

For years this went on as a way of life, until one day during the bus ride home, I knew that something had changed. The older kids were different somehow. Quiet, reserved, thoughtful, just different. It was as if they had all become older since the morning ride to school.

I entered the door to our house, expecting a snack during homework time, and then I could sit for a while with mom. Today, things had changed. Mom was standing in her usual spot, with her iron in her hand, but she was crying, no sobbing. They announced that President Kennedy had been killed. Mom turned around and said, "Do you remember meeting him at Crump Theater?" I remembered. I don't remember if I cried that day, but from then on everything in the world was different.

People seemed to no longer hold the highest regard for human life. Wars became plentiful instead of unusual, and Mom and Dad...never voted the same again. Those of you raised in the 50's know the impact of that, and it will probably remind you of that era too. When soon you couldn't even walk down the street alone, lest mom got worried, or even flew into a panic if you did!

Today, with all the transformations of life that have occurred, the world is no longer a safe place as it used to be. Sometimes it feels as if you are posting a target on your child's back each time you kiss them goodbye at the door. You feel the need to cling to what you have, in fear of losing it. You think you are doing what is best for them and trying your hardest to find out that you did it all wrong and the rules had all changed. There is no longer consistency and certainly no more compassion.

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