25 Years After…

I want to type the words, “I was not affected.” I did not “know anyone” or have family members or friends in NYC… I did not get on the phone and call to see if anyone was ok. I did not even have a TV at the time and my neighbor FORCED me to come into his house to watch what was happening. It didn’t really make sense to me… my mind has always worked just a little slower than most and I could not really figure out what I was looking at…

I just remember I was a student at Colorado State University. I am embarrassed to admit this, but I thought I was late to my first class of the day. When I showed up on campus… there was NO ONE! I went to my classroom… I went to the Union… and finally I sat down on a concrete bench that surrounded a small tree that had only recently been planted. It was ONLY then… all ALONE… on a college campus that SHOULD have been full… did I realize the world had changed.

I cried.

I sat on that concrete bench in the middle of the CSU campus and I cried… I tried to hide my tears… because I didn’t really know WHY I was crying (and I was worried that someone might SEE me)… NOT YET… but I just put my head in my hands, and I cried. The world had shifted… and I just could not comprehend.

I am STILL trying to make sense…

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