Throughout my life on certain days of the year older people would say to each other, "Today is Pearl Harbor Day. Do you remember?" Or, "This is the day President Kennedy was shot. Where were you when you heard the news?" Listening in, I would shake my head. No, I didn't remember. I was too young. I guess in the back of my mind I thought things like that couldn't happen in my generation. That is, until 2001.
I was awakened suddenly that September morning, too. My sister-in-law called from Kansas. "Have you had the news on this morning?" Well, no. It was still early here in the Pacific time zone. When she told me what happened, my first question was, "What does this mean for America?" Of course, she had no idea. But we soon found out.
America would never be the same.
And, yes. I remember.