Sometime in the future there will be an ordinary day in the first half of September. That day will find me enjoying the last remnants of summer and the anticipation of autumn. I'll be thinking that another birthday is almost here and remembering a loved one's passing.
On that ordinary day I won't feel the intensity of a nation in mourning. The anniversary of the tragedy will be noted, but not overpowering. That day isn't here yet. Eleven years on, it's still on the minds and hearts of those it intimately touched and the security of people here and abroad is an ongoing struggle.
I made this aceo from clippings and copies of my original photos of the World Trade Centers and surrounding area. Previous posts about the day and the area are here and here.
Another generation is a third of the way grown up hearing about September 11th in history books and documentaries. Thank you to all the heroes of the day and since then. You are valued and remembered.
As time puts distance between the immediate tragedy and the here and now, how has that distance affected you?