Monday, September 12, 2005

9/11 Remembered

Siggy has a good write up on remembering 9/11 here and here. As usual, I agree with most, but not all of it. That is one of the great things about America. Usually, even with the bitterest of disagreements, it is a peaceful disagreement.

For me, I spent 9/11 doing one of the most American of activities - Baseball. Yankees vs. Red Sox. It was nice because there is no politics involved. We sat next to my friends father who is an Israeli immigrant. No discussions of the Gaza pullout, just about when the pitcher should be pulled. No one in the crowd cared who held the Ohio 2nd congressional seat, just about who was on 2nd base.

That night, from my balcony, I could see the two beams of light that reached into the sky from the footprints of the twin towers. It was somber to say the least. But, I also realized that they reached into the sky about as far as our potential reaches... In other words, beyond our own vision.

7 comments:

Cylithria™ said...

"But I also realized that they reached into the sky about as far as our potential reaches....In other words, beyond our own vision."


Well Said Dingo! Very well said!!!

MaxedOutMama said...

Very apt, Dingo. Be careful with these outbreaks of eloquence. You know what happens to lawyers who develop eloquence. They become novelists or public defenders scratching for a living!

Sigmund, Carl and Alfred said...

Talleyrand said, "Speech is a faculty, given to man, to conceal his thoughts."

Not always. Well said.

Dingo said...

Ha! Novelists... maybe a "novelty" would be more appropriate.

Sigmund, Carl and Alfred said...

As a follow up- we don't disagree- we se things differently at times, but I have no doubt our values- real values- aren't all that different.

Dingo said...

Siggy, are you talking about us as in You and I, or about us as in Americans. I was talking about Americans in general, who do disagree on many issues, but do so peacefully.

Smoke Eater said...

Dingo, for someone whom I tend to "disagree" with more than most, you have a gift for images, and also your candor is NEVER less than ONE HUNDRED PERCENT professional, that is saying something these days. I spent my 9/11 at work, then playing foosball with my younger brother. We didn't discuss any politics or anything, but when The Star Spangled Banner was played at the opening of a football game, NO ONE in the pub was talking, we simply stood there, hands on our hearts, gazing on Old Glory, and for a 220 year old plus old girl, she's never been more beautiful to my young eyes. God Bless Dingo, and keep up the good work.