What I learned, what I think about and what I hope to never have to do

Tonight my wife and I had dinner with two other couples.  The husband of one of the couples is a pilot for a major airline, and the wife is a flight attendant.  Given the date, the discussion turned to September 11 and our various thoughts and some of our memories. I didn’t ask them too much about that day as I figured they would share what they wanted to.  As it turns out, one of them was on layover and sleeping in a foreign city when everything happened that day ten years ago. So I don’t have inside information about that day. What I do have in what I learned.

I first wrote about this in 2007 when I said “on this day I miss a friend and mentor.”

In 2009 I first wrote about what I learned from that day when I said. “do something.” In the spring of 2001, my wife and I were at a wedding in Idaho.  It was a fully choreographed weekend-long event, this happens when one of the people getting married works in event planning.  On the way to one of the events, I was on a bus next to a man and we were talking and he had been on a plane that was highjacked in the Middle East in the late 70’s.  They were hostages on a runway for about 20 hours and he talked about how they were told to just sit tight and everything would work out.  At the time the thinking was that most highjackings were about getting somewhere or getting paid a ransom.  This all changed in 2001.

So, please remember those that died on September 11, 2001, think about how the world has changed and if something terrible happens, think about what you would do.

 

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