It is fifteen years later. The memory remains fresh in my thoughts.
This morning, my wife, grandson and I walked amongst the 3000 flags which adorned Gratwick Park in North Tonawanda as a moving memorial to those who lost their lives on that fateful day.
As we walked among the closely spaced flags flapping in the wind blowing across the Niagara River, I tried to picture not a flag but the individual for whom each flag had been placed. Despite the large number of people seeing this memorial, when I stood silently and closed my eyes, I felt utterly alone much as I am sure those who perished on that day also felt knowing they would never see their loved ones again. in the place occupied today by a flag, this symbol of freedom which is iconic in this country. Tears trickled down my cheek, hidden behind sunglasses.
Never forget is a statement which we heard with frequency, every year on this terrible anniversary. We hear this phrase with less frequency today, especially as the years continue to roll forward. I have been given a gift over these last fifteen years. This gift of life is one which I have learned to cherish and make the most of every day. I ask a question daily of myself, especially on those days when I am struggling to remember this gift. The question is “What good can I do this day?” I think this is a good question for all of us to ask.