How We Felt on 9/12
Since 2001 everyone talks about 9/11 but few talk about 9/12
Yesterday was the 16th anniversary of the September 11th terrorist attack that killed over 3,000 Americans. We all remember that day vividly. Many of you reading this were sixteen years younger, some of you reading this may not have remembered it at all having been born and raised in a post 9/11 America. I remember that day in the fall of 2011 like it was yesterday and knew what it was like to feel the constant comfort of being American-born before 9/11. We remember where we were, who we were with, and what we were doing. It was one of the worst days in American history and it's a shared American experience in which all have an opinion.
Yesterday organizations had their 9/11 memorials and put out heartfelt messages, held services, and each individual American, in their own way, relived this day through their various choice select social networks. I’m not going to go ahead and say where I was and what I was doing because I’m not novel when it comes to this type of stuff, but I will say this; I remember what almost every American in my corner of the globe did on the day after, 9/12.
On Wednesday, September 12th everybody was flying the American flag at their homes, at their workplaces, or on their cars. Old Glory was everywhere. It was a sight to be seen and something that I have never seen or experienced since. The highways looked like a Fourth of July parade. I remember how good that made me feel. How connected I felt to total strangers. Politically, we were not as divided back then, even though there was a Bush in the White House who won a controversial election. On 9/12, we ignored that fact.
Unions were under attack in 2011 but it was the union guys and gals that responded diligently as first responders at Ground Zero and throughout the rest of the city. 9/12 was, for a lack of better terms, a proud day to be an American, because the entire nation came together just like we kinda are now with Hurricanes Harvey and Irma relief. That September 12th feeling, I want us all to one day have again minus the murder of 3,000 plus innocent people.
Boldly, the day after Trump won his election, I said that November 9, 2016, felt like September 12, 2001. Those days still do have similarities in relation to an overall sadness experienced by millions. On 9/12 unlike on 9/11, I remember how proud I was that the nation that I love so dearly exercised a type of solidarity that only unionist and fraternal organizations experience.
God Bless all of those who lost their lives and all their families who still mourn 16 years later. I'm sad and proud today and will carry this feeling with me to my grave.