Comments on: Carry On: A Reflection on 9/11

By: Ginny Anziani

Ginny Anziani — Tue, 13 Sep 2011 16:51:42 +0000

My husband is from Long Island, and in 2001 we made the trip to see “Ground Zero.” The number of posters that people left with pictures of missing loved ones broke my heart. We saw the store you mentioned, but the owner was still there, trying to figure out what to do–still dazed, I think, by the magnitude of the “storm” that had hit his store. He was very nice and spoke to us for quite a while. EVERYONE spoke to us–not something that normally happens to NYC. Thank you for sharing your story, We all should do the same. We are one big family.

By: Jaycee Dugard

Jaycee Dugard — Tue, 13 Sep 2011 00:41:13 +0000

Dear Mr. McMahon,

I have been eagerly waiting your next blog. It has been so many months since your last blog, I wondered if you were okay and how things are going in your world. Your new blog broke my heart and made me cry. Thank you so much for sharing your experiences of that day with us. That day affected so many people in many ways that most of us do not realize. You have such a beautiful soul. I am glad you are still here to share with us.

While waiting on your new blog, I read some of your old blogs. I was cracking up when I read the one about “Cook What You Catch!” I laughed so hard I cried!! I have recently had to learn to cook. I had no clue how or where to get started. The cookbook experience…what fun! I needed the “Dummies” guide to the “Dummies” guide to cooking! Then I found a great cookbook for all of us “late bloomers” in the kitchen! I bought an extra copy of the book in hopes of being able to give it to you. Could you please let me know of a way I can send this to you to insure that you get it? Thanks again for sharing your new blog with all of us!

Happy Fall,

Jaycee Dugard

By: Christine

Christine — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 23:41:53 +0000

Thanks Jeff, for sharing your personal account of this experience, and of the other DHD’s at “Ground Zero.” It’s so different seeing it “in person” than on a news clip on TV.

I too, visited this hallowed ground four years ago in 2007. At that time, a huge construction fence surrounded the entire area, as work was beginning on the present National Memorial to 9/11. And construction of the new tower.

As I stood there emotion just came over me; my body felt weak, my heart ached with pain, and tears rolled down my cheeks. All I could do was say a simple prayer for all of the innocent people who lost their lives on that fateful Tuesday. It’s not much, but afterwards I felt peace.

This National Memorial serves as a place of reflection and remembrance to everyone who died on 9/11. If your travels take you to New York City, I would encourage you to take the time to pay hommage at this National Memorial. It may just heal the hurt you feel inside.

By: BRIDGET

BRIDGET — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 21:52:18 +0000

Thank you for sharing that with us. This tragedy was definitely closer to home for many of us then most realize. And when it’s all added together, we recognize how closely stitched this country really is.

By: Samantha Mosher

Samantha Mosher — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 17:11:29 +0000

This story is one that will forever be burned into my heart, as with my children’s story of that day. To all that have been lost or have been affected by those terrible things, my heart goes out to all of you. Thank you for sharing your story; it does give a new perspective on someone else’s experience of that awful and heart wrenching day.

“Together We Stand, Together We Fight” – IN GOD WE TRUST.

By: Lauren Barton

Lauren Barton — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 15:24:16 +0000

Man, there’s not a day that doesn’t go by that I don’t think about where I was when this tragic attack happened. My stories not as great as yours, for choice of a better word, but that day will be imprinted on my heart forever. In your story you state how quiet Boston was, but St. Louis and Scott Airforce base were in panic. They thought they were gonna get hit next. People were rushing to get water; you would’ve thought the world was ending. But in reality, no one thought it would be the cause of great unity. As the day progressed, people became quieter as if reality set in. As for me, I knew that we’re a powerful country and that we would rise together. But I just thought that, at the time, I was living a fairy tale.

But I was right, people joined together, joined the military, helped the best way they knew how, sang about it so we would never forget. But that’s what Americans are about….in words of the Beatles….we, ” Come Together.” And people held us in their arms so they could feel our disease; this day will never be forgotten and we’ll always remember the ones who died supporting the country they love so much.

By: Tammy Tompkins

Tammy Tompkins — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 15:14:38 +0000

What an incredible story! There are no words that can describe the emotions that your story and all of the others we have heard but, your final remark could not have been said in any better words. Sept. 11th will forever be burned in all Americans’ hearts. My prayers, respect and admiration goes out to those who were lost, their families and friends and to all Americans, military and non-military. The words “United We Stand” are more true than ever. GOD BLESS AMERICA!

Sincerely, Love Always,

Tammy

By: Theresa Hauger Kankus

Theresa Hauger Kankus — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 15:10:40 +0000

Thank you for sharing your life experience and account of this fateful day in our history. Faith in God, faith in ourselves and faith in each other will continue our struggle against and triumph over evil, tyranny and injustice.

By: bobbie

bobbie — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 14:56:16 +0000

Thank you. Being prior military and losing close friends at the Pentagon, reading stories like this always helps. Ten years have gone by, but it feels like it happened yesterday.

By: Brenda Holmes

Brenda Holmes — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 14:43:55 +0000

Your insight and empathy are clear here and made me cry all over again with how wrong these deaths were. So many people hurt by acts of unreasoning hatred; even now, ten years later, the emotional wounds left aren’t truly healed.