I didn’t immediately comprehend what I was gazing at, distracted, as I edged along the curb of a busy cross street during the early morning rush. I couldn’t imagine why they were there. Soaring straight to the sky, two rusted construction beams purposefully erected directly in front of a local fire station. As my mind began to clear, the metal plaque confirmed that what stood in front of me was not only in honor of the almost 3,000 people who died on September 11th, but physical evidence of the horror of that day.


Scouring the rusted steel edges I wanted to find an explanation for the madness, I wanted to feel something instead of going numb, to find beauty in the ugliness. ย The pain, horror and confusion was palpable in the blast etched remains of the steel, and the need to walk away was overwhelming. ย I left without any answers to calm the static.

On September 11, 2001, 19 militants associated with the Islamic extremist group al-Qaeda hijacked four airliners and carried out suicide attacks against targets in the United States. Two of the planes were flown into the towers of the World Trade Center in New York City, a third plane hit the Pentagon just outside Washington, D.C., and the fourth plane crashed in a field in Pennsylvania. Over 3,000 people were killed during the attacks in New York City and Washington, D.C., including more than 400 police officers and firefighters.


Never Forget


  1. Being that this tradegy impacted my family in a very personal way, and having memories of that day weigh heavily in my thoughts while traveling from NYC today, your feelings are shared….


  2. Yes. It’s still incomprehensible to me. When I think about the scene that I saw on TV that day, my mind reaches beyond and I see cities all over the world in smoldering ruins … all fallen to the madness of men. Throughout history. It is a sad day.


    1. It IS a sad day. I hesitated before I published this post because I think we all are becoming overwhelmed by the atrocities in the world. I had a powerful moment that morning in front of those hideously damaged beams and I had to write about it out of respect for the victims. Friday will be a better day! Thanks for stopping by, George!


  3. A terrible day. I remember being at work and watching the events on TV. Then we were ordered to evacuate the building because a plane was believed to be heated our way in downtown Pittsburgh. I remember running to my daughters office building, getting there and deciding to split up to go get the children who were in different schools. It was a nightmare. The third plane went down in Shanksville. Pa not too far from us. NEVER FORGET



  4. This was a tragic attack that I sat in South Africa and witnessed on CNN live on our TV… it brought back so many memories of the family and friends we lost in the terrorist attacks in Rhodesia.. as well as the two civilian planes that were shot out of the sky by SAM missiles… on board both planes were good friends of mine… (I have blogged about it) … The 9/11 attacks, senseless acts that gained the perpetrators nothing except that retaliation was the result and eventually the demise of their leader, an act we all rejoiced… but for the innocent and the rescue crews that lost their lives there are no words that will make anyone feel better… but we will remember them.. and we will pray for those that are left behind…


  5. Although not pretty and we still can’t wrap our heads around it, I’m glad to see a realistic reminder of that day ~ if only to not forget the lives lost that day. We must not forget that feeling.


    1. I keep forgetting about the other September 11 attacks around the world that have occurred since then. Its all a bit overwhelming isn’t it?

      It’s a gorgeous day here in Atlanta, as I’m SURE it is California. I’m going to embrace it. Take care, Susan!


  6. Thank you for this post. I had determined that I would ignore this day, because the memory of that actual event is awful. However, you have shaken me out of my self-absorbed cocoon. It is a day that must be remembered.


    1. The truth is that I’m probably not going to turn on the television today. Instead I’ll take a long walk with the dogs and say a silent prayer. Thank you so much for stopping by and for sharing your thoughts.



  7. Quite taken with this post. We have a rather gloomy day here due to the weather, low clouds and such. While it conveys a rather somber sense, it’s not really … just more reflective.

    BTW, may I ask about the title, South of Easton. Quite pretty. How did you come about it?


    1. Thank you, David. It was a gloomy day here too, even though the sun was shining.

      And thank you for noticing the name change. The short story is, I grew up in a smallish town on the Eastern Shore of Maryland called Easton, and we used to joke that the beach was East of Easton. Now that I live in Atlanta, I’m South of Easton. A stretch, but I really liked the sound of it too. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Have a great night.


  8. I wanted to say that I’m happy to have found you on your new look blog, Elisa, but this doesn’t seem the place to do it. Every year I approach this day with horror, though my life was not turned upside down by it, like so many.


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