A Solemn Moment

As I was walking to the train station this morning, I did my usual duck in between City Hall the the DPPD station... and came to an abrupt halt at the sight of local law enforcement, fire protection and other municipal personnel gathered with bowed heads surrounding the flag pole. I stayed for the prayer, but had to leave before the end of the ceremony... as much because of the tears in my eyes as my need to catch the train.



I will never forget.
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Update: Here's a story that I'd never heard before, and an important one.
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Update 2: A chilling tale from a survivor.

My heart began to sink and I became heavy with guilt as the “rescue workers” (as is now apparently the polite euphemism) went up the stairs to do whatever they possibly could. Not knowing what that even might be. A part of me, a big part of me, wishes I could remember more if not all of those faces. I didn’t know it at the time; that they were climbing to their deaths. It was a couple days before I had another thought about that… That they may have known full well.

See, I’ve waited too long to pen this account. But it is only now I can keep my head clear and eyes dry enough to get a significant amount of words out on paper.

(A tip of the cap to Joan of Argghh! for the pointer to this not-to-be-missed post.)