Friday, September 10, 2021

Life Loves On

Twenty years ago tomorrow, everything we all thought we knew changed forever. 

For the thousands in the Twin Towers, in the Pentagon, and aboard the airplanes, and for their families, friends, and those who attempted rescues and recoveries of them (and all whose lives had been touched by them), somehow, even more changed and disappeared in the clouds of destruction, never to be experienced again. 

Every year my brother Adam devotes a month prior to the anniversary of 9/11 to profiles of those whose lives' candles flickered and were then blown out. His celebration of their lights makes cursing the darkness of their absence somehow more bearable. 

So, too, does this from Jennifer Senior, in The Atlantic.
-bill kenny

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