9/11 and Our Collective Memory

For each generation, there are those moments in history when we have a collective memory.  People of one generation can tell you where they were when they heard Kennedy was killed, for example.  I remember precisely where I was and what I was doing when I learned of #YitzhakRabin’s assassination.  Today, of course, we think of the tragedy of 9/11.  Like many, I recall watching the news just after the first plane struck the World Trade Centre.  I went about my day like many, glued to the news.  It wasn’t until days later that I became aware of a very personal connection with the deadly attack. 

My cousin, Paul Friedman, was a passenger on the second plane.  Paul was much older than me.  He taught me to play chess when I was young.  Paul was the eldest of 5 siblings.  He grew up in New York and later moved to Boston.  He was returning to New York for business on that fateful day.  He and his wife had just adopted a little boy a week earlier.  Brutal actions cannot, must not, destroy good people and the memories they gift to us.

#9/11  #PaulFriedman

 

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  • Howard Shore