I'll be in a hotel conference room tomorrow, a hotel in Arlington from which you can see the Pentagon.
In 2001, the conference was in the same hotel, but a few weeks later. The Pentagon Metro station was still closed, and every morning that week when the train rolled through I would close my eyes.
My ex-husband, a DoD contractor, wasn't in the Pentagon office on the 11th. My brother's first girlfriend, whose office was in the D ring, was out on maternity leave. My dad, frequent business traveller, had not been flying. All my family and friends were safe, and three weeks after I was still grateful and amazed and intensely aware that the commuter in the seat next to me might not have been so fortunate.
Earlier this summer, blogger D.Challener Roe had an idea: recruit a blogger to pay tribute to each victims of the September 11 attacks, so that on this fifth anniversary there would be 2,996 memorial posts.
My post for tomorrow will be that tribute.
And I'll be thinking of everyone when I roll through the Pentagon Metro station tomorrow morning.
As a P.S.: There is one victim I had met, hockey player Ace Bailey, about whom I wrote last year.
Posted by Nic at September 10, 2006 07:16 PM | TrackBack