This morning I’ve been thinking about New York, and Washington, and Pennsylvania. And everywhere else. I’ve been reading people’s stories about that day online, and listening to interviews on the radio, and ten years on it still brings tears to my eyes.
On September 7, 2001, musician Ryan Adams recorded a video for his song New York, New York. It was filmed right in front of the towers, and it’s a wonderful song, with a video made poignant by what happened the following week.
Back in 2001, I was at work on the day it happened. I worked at the sort of place that had a TV in the reception area showing CNN all day long, and so we very quickly became aware of what was happening. I’ve always followed the news closely, but that week I did very little else. We were booked on a flight from London to Seattle on September 16th, and it really seemed like we wouldn’t be travelling. But that day turned out to be the first or second day that transatlantic flights resumed, and off we went. It was an odd journey, and it was strange to arrive in America at that time. I’d read online that people were taking flowers and creating a memorial at Seattle’s international fountains, so that was where we went first. On that trip, we also went to a baseball game, and as the crowd sang the national anthem before the game started, it was incredibly moving. Again, more tears.