Today marks the 10-year anniversary of Sept. 11.
As a tribute to that day of solemnity and significance, Patch would like to offer readers and residents a chance to share their memories, pictures and thoughts.
How has 9/11 affected your life? What does it mean that 10 years have passed? What sort of reminders do you carry?
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On a personal level, I was born on 9/11. I know my husband nor my children will never forget my birthday, but there's a sadness in the air throughout that day so even if you are out celebrating, people have a tendency to say "Oh I am sorry". I do celebrate, and I am thankful to those individuals who continue to fight for our freedom. By the way, KOG will have a candle light vigil tomorrow night at Schreiber's Farm during our Pig Roast Event.
My perspective on the past 10 years is that it ihas been very difficult, not only from a personal point of view but also globally and from our nation. We still encounter anger and divisiness. We need to work together to turn all that anger into something positive to improve ourselfves and our communities. It is an evoluition, albeit a slow process. For me it is still quite painful, but I am always amazed at that the good in people is far greater than the evil in a few. Let's continue to work together. I am confident and hopeful the next 10 years will bring about positive change.
Then I was called to the office, the Pentagon had been hit...my nephew, a Captain in the Air Force served in the Pentagon. (It was the Army wing that received direct impact.) My nephew shared that once the situation was "under control" he received instructions to make three phone calls as soon as possible: spouse, parents, and grandparents, then get back to their brothers and sisters in arms. What grace, valor, and honor was evidenced in the face of such a heinous act.
I was told at the school to go to the central office to help phone parents to inform them of the cancellation. It was at about 8:45 on my way home when I heard of the attack on the World Trade Center. I stayed glued to the TV for the rest of the day. Quite frankly, the reality of terror up to then was not uppermost in my mind. It was always a terrible thing that happened somewhere else. But since then I have found myself worrying for my children and grand children. Will they always be safe?
I remember planes flying over our house for days on end, more unnerving than comforting. I remember Scott Simon from NPR reading tearfully from Whitman's "Song of Myself" and Jon Stewart barely able to keep from crying on the first Daily Show after the horrific event. I remember George Bush telling us to put flags on our cars as if that would bring back the dead. I remember firefighters in one small town (one which I passed through daily on my way to work) stopping cars to collect money for the NY firefighters. This went on for weeks, maybe months until I wondered if all the money was really going to a good cause or was becoming a local fund raising effort. Anyway, there were the heroes, both human and canine, and as is always the case, the ones who exploited 9-11 and the ones who did the hard work of helping and healing.
Incredible, managing to get a jab at President Bush during today's remembrance of an attack on our country. Do you really think Bush thought a display of patriotism would "bring back the dead" or are you just repeating what you heard from Oblerman\Mathews\moveon.org?