Remembering 9-11

Has it been seven years? The thought of 9-11 crossed my mind this morning as I was writing, designing and preparing the sports section.

I actually thought of the date on my drive to Winchester this morning.

Less than a decade ago, several victims awoke with the same vision of the day that we all had this morning, and little did they know what would transpire that day. Some made it out to tell the story. Others didn’t.

At 8:45 a.m., I whispered a prayer for the victims’ families, who must live out the horrors of that disastrous attack on our nation for the rest of their lives.

When the attack happened, I was actually still asleep when my wife called from school to inform me of what was going on. I watched the television screen in disbelief and shook my head. We all shook our heads and looked to the sky for guidance.

At the time, we didn’t know what would happen the next day, next month or the next year. That day changed the way we think, act and go about our business on a daily basis.

The scary part is forgetting what happened that day. We must never forget the attack on our soil and make sure the memory of those attacks of yesterday stay alive today.

God has his hand on our country, and we must never take that or his grace for granted.