Tuesday, September 11, 2012


Do you remember where you were on this morning 11 years ago?  I do.  I was at work.  I had just returned from a Caribbean cruise.  I was begrudging the fact that I was no longer ON a Caribbean cruise and instead was at work.  Goofing off is so much more fun than work. 

Then, about 40 minutes after my work day started, a co-worker raced down the hall saying an airplane had flown into the World Trade Center.  Huh?  And also the Pentagon.  What?  Wow...what a hard dose of reality that was.  I was GLAD I wasn't on that ship anymore.

I spent that morning with co-workers watching the events as they unfolded.  That afternoon, schoolbuses were escorted by police cars.  I spent days afterward coming to grips with what had happened.  Who knew one event could change your world so? 

So, today, I'm skipping writing a funny story about dogs, in memory of those who were lost. 

Never forget.


  1. Sherri....
    I do remember where I was on this morning 11 years ago. Vividly. I was 17-years old. Daydreaming about someday becoming a Hollywood movie star. Thinking about some actress who had recently given birth via help of some sort. When my sister walked in with the announcement that "We've been attacked.". "What?!" That was my response. I was in utter disbelief. Until I saw the images myself. Seeing is believing, I guess. Then, my world came collapsing down as I watched replays of the Twin Towers fall. While daydreaming is a harmless pastime, it just seemed empty and pointless after that.
    Love, Raelyn.... And Rose, my BEAUTIFULLY UNIQUE "Mystery Dog"!!