Twenty years later
What more can anyone say on the topic? It’s probably the most covered tragedy. Unsure of what to say as not to bring up past heartaches. Yet I'll share my story. I was just nine years old, a young naïve kid unaware of the horrors and terrors that were happening just a state above me. They did not speak on terrorism and footage of the war wasn’t on the nightly news. It was simpler times, a time when everyone stood unified, which all seems but lost anymore. The twentieth anniversary of 9/11 brought everyone together. People from all walks of life to pay respect to those who we lost on that fateful day and reflect on what that day means and how much it’s affected the world since. There were so many American flags flying over highways and on storefronts, people were proud of their country. Free of division. So that was my purpose, to pay respect. And although I didn’t know him, I wanted to honor Donald LaRoy Adams. I became aware of his story through a friend from work and wanted to visit on his behalf. It also showed me how close to home this attack hits as well, Adams having lived in Vineland. What I can’t describe is the happenstance of my journey finding his name etched along the wall. The memorial opened to the public at 3. The memorial itself is massive. Located on eight acres of the 16-acre World Trade Center complex, taking up the space of the original foundation of the Twin Towers. Everyone kind of got in line to have a moment at the memorial. I fit in where I could and respectfully waited my turn. The people in front stepping to the side to allow those behind them a moment to view the reflecting pools. Like a plink o chip, I made my way closer to the memorial wall until I could see the names etched in the wall over the bystanders' shoulders. To my disbelief, Donald LaRoy Adams' name was right in front of us, almost as if we were guided there. I took a moment to step back to view the One World Trade Center, the museum they built, as well as the grounds. It was filled with life. They did not forget September 11th, 2001 No, if anything we’ve come back stronger. September 12th, 2001 brought amazing unity, all of America was united, and in a time when all unity seems lost, it’s good seeing that moment of unity again.
The following morning September 12th, 2021 I visited the Garden of Reflection. Located in Pennsylvania the memorial grounds were a lot more quieter than that of the memorial at NYC, which really gave me a moment to reflect and think about the totality of the day.
In memoriam of Donald LaRoy Adams.