Or what to tell Cam about why the school asked everyone to wear red, white and blue today. To me, September 11th seems so long ago. We were living in Massachusetts…Kevin was working in NY all of the time…I just diagnosed Owen–at least in my head–with PDD and got him started in Early Intervention. But I can still so clearly remember my mom and I on the phone–chatting and watching the Today Show–as they went to the crash. I was a baby when the Twin Towers were built and everyone–my mom included–thought they were too tall and would get hit by airplanes. We discussed this that day but 17 minutes later…I was on the phone with Kevin telling him to get the hell out of his office. Do you remember the silence afterwards? We lived just outside of Boston and not hearing the airplanes was so eery.
I think of Cameron now–in 4th grade–only 3 that day. Gracie, however, was in 2nd grade and knew Kevin was in NY–along with a classmates father who worked for the same company. Gracie was pulled out and assured that her dad was alright. But really, I didn’t know. We lost contact for over 12 hours and as annoying as his Blackberry is…I am so grateful he was able to email his friend who was able to get in touch with me and let me know he was alive. Gracie wrote a beautiful essay after that on her hero–Kevin. He helped a coworker look for his wife–risking his own safety to help a friend. They are divorced now…but he is remarried and expecting a baby.
September 11. Kevin will get together with his coworkers today for lunch and remember the friends and coworkers they lost. He is coming home early to spend a quiet night with us–appreciating what we have and remembering. We will especially remember Jim–his friend and coworker who was in the Trade Center that day. Our hearts and thoughts are with his wife and his family.