Although we were relatively far away when the attacks on our freedoms manifested themselves as planes crashing into the Twin Towers, the Pentagon and a missed attempt to hit the White House, I will never forget the feeling of having the wind knocked out of me. I was unable to breathe or speak and, looking back now, I realize it was probably because the words just didn’t exist to verbalize what I was feeling. As a young 9 year old, I’m not sure I had the capacity to truly comprehend such hatred in the world.
I still do not have the words, and I am not sure I ever will, to express the vast range of emotions I feel on this day, and every day, when I pass first responders on the street. I am sure I’m not alone when I say I feel helpless because there is nothing I can do to take away their pain for friends and family lost.
Here is a collection of photographs as well as an interview with James Nachtway, the photographer who was able to capture, so palpably, the terrible verity of that infamous day.
I also feel it is important to mention the very slow Congressional support for those brave men and women who still suffer from illnesses caused by their continued exposure to the elements of the wreckage that day and in the days that followed. A personal favorite human of mine, Jon Stewart, has been a fervent leader in the fight for their support and medical treatment. Here is a clip from an appearance he made last year (on his former show) discussing the ridiculousness of Congress’ recalcitrance on that front. It was truly unconscionable. They eventually approved re-authorization of support on the last day possible. There are some things that transcend politics, or should. Here at Twinseperabel HQ, we believe those who tried to use this issue as a tool to push a political agenda should be ashamed.
Please remember and support, in any way that you can, those who ran into the rubble when most people were trying to run out of it.