Always Remembering, Never Forgetting, Sept. 11


Last year I remember seeing a billboard on the  anniversary of the Sept. 11 tragedy. It read, “Never Forget.”  As a writer, I wanted to tweak the copy on the billboard to say, “Always Remember.”

But never mind the wordsmithing. No  doubt we will never forget; we will always remember that fateful day when ordinary planes were turned into missiles and time was forever divided between before and after.

That day is etched into our national and personal psyches.

I visited the 911 Memorial Museum two years ago when I was in New York City. I walked through rooms that recorded the best and worst of humanity. Images of innocents, photos of every single victim lined the walls; I saw shoes and burnt papers that were blown from the Towers as they collapsed into rubble; I heard audio recordings of the confusion of dispatchers and first responders. I listened to a recording of a man leaving a message to a wife he would never see again.

I saw images of heroism, fire fighters marching up starways to certain death. I saw a staircase that led a fated group of survivors to freedom.

By the time I left the museum my legs were wobbling. I was exhausted but grateful I had paid homage to history. I felt it was my duty.

The next day, I mentioned to a New Yorker my experience of the 911 Museum. She told me she hadn’t been. “I don’t know if I can do,” she said, “It is still too fresh for many of us who live here.”

I understood intellectually what she was saying. But on an emotional level, I am not sure I did until recently.

After all, New Orleanians who experienced Hurricane Katrina, some who were plucked off of rooftops, or who had their houses destroyed, those who breathed the daily grief of loss and chaos for months or years after, don’t need to visit a museum exhibit or a Katrina Memorial to remember.

Just like those here in south Louisiana who have lost so much in the “The Great Flood of 2016“–homes, entire neighborhoods, cars, clothes, family albums, treasured recipes,  handmade Mother’s Day cards —and  the security of knowing the world is ordered and safe.

None of us here will need to visit a Memorial to remember the pain, the bravery, the wet air heavy with grief and disbelief. Those of us who experience or witness tragedy, disaster, heroism, compassion, we carry that with us.

For better and worse, we remember, it all.

Today,  I remember the heroes and victims of Sept. 11.  I send blessings to them–to all of us–and pray for the fortitude to carry on during the darkest of times because that is the best of us, the best of our American pioneering, gritty, compassionate spirit.

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4 thoughts on “Always Remembering, Never Forgetting, Sept. 11

  1. Beautifully written, Lisa. The magnitude of 9/11 is still overwhelming to me. I understand how those of you in New Orleans feel about great loss and devastation, too. We saw it during Sandy.
    There will be more floods for those of us who live our lives on the edge of the water but, I pray we never have another disaster like 9/11.

    • The 911 tragedy is different in the important sense that it was a man made tragedy. Just horrible. Katrina and the floods were a result of a devastating force of nature. And what most people don’t know about the flood is that Louisiana got something like 30 inches of rain in two days. Many areas that flooded had never done so in at least 1,000 years and weren’t required to have flood insurance. Mother Nature had her way in these devastating storms. Fanaticism, the worst of human nature, had its way on Sept 11. And our country is still grieving and dealing with the aftermath.

  2. Hmmm…I might have been the person who said that. And I still haven’t gone…(Maybe if you come back I’ll go with you!) I’m so afraid of it. Why? Not sure, but I fear it will stir up some pretty awfully upsetting emotions. Just like it’s tough to go to a Holocaust museum. I guess everyone reacts differently to tragedies. Thanks for another heartfelt post.

  3. Yes, I was thinking of our conversation when I wrote this. But I knew you were not alone in your feelings because I talked to another New Yorker who told me the same thing. I really do get it now , though I am really glad I went. You should be true to yourself–it is upsetting.Just watching the 911 coverage last weekend was hard. So guess what– I am coming to New York in a few weeks! I was going to reach out to you but I think my schedule is going to be tight. My boyfriend will be with me this time ( another writer conference) and we are going to see Beautiful and do some sightseeing. Will try to reach out if I think we have extra time! Xo

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