Never forget

This is a post from a college friend, EZ, who is a lifelong New Yorker. I found it very touching and am sharing with his permission. It beautifully encapsulates the feelings we feel each year on this day...


"Eight years.

I close my eyes and the subway lumbers through time.

I am looking out the window and I see that man falling. His tie above him in vertical surrender. Then, I watched helpless and frozen. Now, I remember - still helpless, still frozen. I want so desperately to save him. I want to lift him.

I am falling with him. His face is my face. His hands are my hands. His tears are now my tears. We ask each other "why?" His answer is my answer - no answer.

He is always with me.

I don't know his name but someday, in the hereafter, I hope to."


I am thankful that EZ, and all of my friends, lived through that day. As I pause and count my blessings and will also never forget those who no longer have the opportunity to do so.