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It's hard to describe what is was like unless you were in NYC or DC the days following 9/11. DC was a ghost town in mourning. It felt like the morning after the apocalypse in a movie. But it was real. The airport was closed, the Metrorail was closed, agencies were closed, street closures everywhere, malls closed, major-league sports and concerts cancelled. Life was on hold. You knew instinctively that life would never be the same. Luckily, none of our friends were lost, but so many others of course were.
A couple of weeks later, things were slowly starting to reopen. I had great seats to a Neil Diamond concert at the Verizon Center (now Capitol One Arena) for my husband, my daughter, and myself purchased many months earlier. The Verizon Center had been closed since 9/11, but it was announced it would reopen starting with that concert. We discussed what to do and decided to go.
All eyes that night were on that venue, because it was the first event in DC with a large crowd (20,000 people) since 9/11. Many thought it might be the perfect target for another terrorist attack that most thought was coming. We took the Metrorail downtown as it had reopened, past a still darkened and shuttered Reagan National Airport.
Security was very tight at the concert. You could feel the tension in the air. As the concert began, the center was darkened. Mr. Diamond entered with a sole spotlight on him singing Coming to America. But halfway into the song, he changed the lyrics "They're coming to America" to "Stand up for America." Twenty thousand people rose to their feet singing "Stand up for America" in defiance and in resilience, and there was not a dry eye in the house.
I tried to find a video of it to share but couldn't. I can't even find the exact date. I have no words of wisdom to share. Just a snapshot of my recollections of that day and its immediate aftermath. My thoughts today are with all those innocent lives lost and those who loved them and our own collective loss of innocence on that day. May everyone who died on that day and its twenty year aftermath rest in peace.
My eyes are tearing up at your recollection. May GOD Bless America :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for telling your story. My husband was in DC on business (he's a lawyer) on that day and was unable to leave for almost a week. Our older son had just moved to DC for a job with a member of Congress.My husband stayed with him and his roommates who seemed glad to have a dad with them at a scary time. One of my close friends was killed on the flight that hit the Pentagon (he also worked at the Pentagon). I'm not going to watch the news coverage today, but will never forget the sadness of that day and all the loss.
ReplyDeleteI don't blame you for not watching. I'm not either.💚
DeleteThank you for sharing your story. It touched my heart.
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ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing that memory. God bless America.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your story, Beth.
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ReplyDeleteI will not be watching today as the events of 911 played on television. It is a day so engraved in my heart, it could never be forgotten. I’ve cried many tears, said many prayers and will choose to remember in my own way. Thank you for sharing your memories from that time.
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ReplyDeleteThank you for the story.We all were changed.
ReplyDeleteBeth, You are a great writer. Thank you for sharing your story.
ReplyDeleteAl Spok Thank you for sharing your story. Living in NYC and it was the start of Fashion Week. It was a very long scary day. I did think it was the End of The World.
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