2018-05-21
Remembering 9/11: It Always Begins at Home
Driving to work on what I refer to as "Rude 18" - some call it the more quaint "Route 18"- I noticed this was an unusual morning. Normally, the lanes were dense with cars, bumper to bumper, some weaving in and out of lanes. Often, when a new car tried to enter via the onramp, the cars already in the lane would actually speed up so it couldn't merge. Nice. Friendly. Really helping New Jersey's image. But on this morning, no one was tailgating. Cars were merging seamlessly. Drivers were waving to each other, as if to say, "No, I insist, you go first. All this driving decorum would have been unsettling enough if not for what we had all experienced as a nation the day before. This day was September 12th, 2001, and we were all still in shock, befuddled, beside ourselves across America. After the twin towers fell, we wondered: Who could be capable of such an atrocity? Were we at war? Should we send the children to school? Read next feature >
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