What 9/11 Means to Me and My Novel, Sprinter
Never Forget
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It's been 17 years since terrorists crashed two planes into the World Trade Center, killing almost 3,000 people including rescuers. One plane crashed into the Pentagon, killing nearly 200. The plane that was bound for another target crashed into a field, the lives of those on the plane numbering 40 people. Most of us remember where we were on 9/11/01. Some lost family, friends, and loved ones.
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As a sophomore at Flagler College in St. Augustine, FL, where I would later earn my B.A. in English, I was in poetry class at the time of the attack in New York City. Not until after class did I hear from people in the hallways that the World Trade Center had been struck by planes.
From a visit to my alma mater in 2016
My Sister Lived in D.C.
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Remembering Sept. 11th
In 2006, my dear cousin, Alyssa, and I took a road trip to New York City with a Polish opera singer. But that's another story...
During that trip, we visited the site of the World Trade Center. The construction had begun on the Freedom Tower.
From my first visit to NYC after 9/11
My cousin, Alyssa, and me
Alyssa overlooking the site of the former World Trade Center
Ten years later in 2016, my husband and I went to New York City to visit my author friend, Rachel Printy, and my cousin, Allie. We went to the National September 11th Memorial Museum and visited the reflecting pools.
Above: the reflecting pools at the National Sept 11th Memorial
Freedom Tower
Author and dear friend Rachel Printy and me enjoying a rooftop view
Family surprise! When hubby and I went to see my cousin, Allie, I was greeted by the rest of the family: Aunt Kelly, Uncle Andy, cousin Ryan (missing cousin Megan).
In 2001, I didn't know anyone living in New York City. Now in 2018, I have family and friends there. I still shed tears when I see images and video of the senseless and brutal murders of that awful day.
Putting 9/11 in My Novel: Sprinter
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