I bet you can remember exactly where you were on 9/11.
I was sitting in my bedroom watching the television in horror, waiting to go visit my dear friends and their two sons who’d all just flown in for a visit. I remember their sons kept us all preoccupied…distracting our shock with their inquisitive smiles as we toured Sausalito and the Monterey Aquarium.
There was an interesting article in the San Francisco Examiner on telling your kids about 9/11. It is such a difficult memory to put into words, but the article reminded me of the amazing and heroic stories during and after the tragedy. A trader who went back up into the smoke to find his associates, the 479 heroic rescue workers, the search and rescue dog who found the last remaining survivor in the debris. These events and stories are what I plan to share in detail of that event with my own little one when he gets older.