9/11 Always remember; never forget.

Ten years. Think about that a moment and then repeat; ten. years. That is how long it has been since the most horrific sight in my generation's lifetime unfolded on national television. I am sure we can recall where we were and what we were doing at the exact moment we first saw an airplane fly through the World Trade Center (link here: http://www.911memorial.org/ ) . What we felt when we learned the Pentagon (link here: http://pentagonmemorial.org/ )was also attacked. What we felt after learning of the heroism of Flight 93 (link here : http://www.honorflight93.org/ ).

I have provided links to all three memorials. I invite you to take a look through the very informative websites that each organization has created. Like me, I think you will easily be taken back to that very day when no matter our age; we lost the innocence of ignorance to the horror of terrorism on your land.

There will be ample opportunity to relive and educate our younger generation about exactly what transpired and how it has affected our nation then, now, and in the future. As for me, I distinctly remember being on the floor of a collection agency I was an attorney for the morning of 9/11/2001. This collection agency was located in New Jersey; not too far from Manhattan. Personally, my father had not been buried for more than three months after a year long battle. I was a month ahead of meeting my future wife. She herself has told me that she was with her father in a municipal court at the Jersey Shore. Both of us shared the same response in our first dates together; shock, sadness for the lives senselessly lost, and hopefulness that retribution would be swift.

When word spread through our office of what was transpiring, the phones immediately went silent. The staff that was on for the day huddled around the big screen television in our break room. I think we were still for hours until many of us realized it might be difficult to travel home.

For those of us who are blessed to not have lost a loved one in this tragedy; our stories might be quite similar. We called who we loved, we rushed home to make sure everyone was ok, we watched everything unfold.

For those of us whose lives were never the same because we personally were hurt in these attacks, we lost a loved one due to these attacks, or we were heroic to run and assist the victims on site; you each have my deepest sympathy and prayer for your continued healing. As I just crossed ten years from losing my father; it never fully heals. It remains.

What remains is what I think we all are responsible for. My daughter will be three this year and when the time is right; my wife and I will tell her about that sad day. Hopefully when the memorials are fully constructed; we all have a place to relive, learn more, and remember when our country was viciously attacked and our fellow citizens lost their lives.

I remember talking to my mother about what we were doing that day. I commented that we are still at war; but not like World War I or II. There is no bright, distinct "front line" you can look to a map and point. The front line is more a map of pinpoints; many in our proverbial back yard. There are American, and foreign, men and women risking their lives on this 21st Century front line to defend and protect you and I.

In closing, I welcome any and all stories, responses, remembrances, thoughts and comments you may have. Please leave them here on my blog, through my facebook, or email me. My wife and I have promised ourselves that we will see each of the memorials when they are ready. We surely will be watching the services on the television and listening to the stories that, just now after ten years, are first being told. What do you plan to do in remembering 9/11?