Never Forget
The day the dash moved the world On September 11 th, people came together, in fear, in hope, and help. Heroes born in ashes and melted metal, adversaries born in conjecture and rumors. The 9-1-1 calls rang out worldwide shut it down, planes diverted, blackouts ordered, prayer vigils popped up: we lit candles, held hands, and everyone was living in the news feed hoping for more, praying for more, more survivors, more facts, more direction. September 11 th brought us together in disbelief. We looked into a president’s eyes and saw fear. We called our distant relatives; we began volunteering. We met strangers and became wary friends. Some of us lost friends; some of us built trust on the hallowed ground. Some of us waged war and revenge. Others were too devastated. Some remembered. Some forgot the names but never the morning. Some carried fear into every airport, every siren since, every s...