WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THE WORLD STOP TURNING ON SEPTEMEBER 11, 2001? 

It is hard to believe that 20 years have gone by since that sunny day in September.  A day that was the worst we have ever seen, a day that brought out the best in all of us, a day that taught us that life is short and there is no time for hate, a day that stole parents from their children, children from their parents and loved ones from their families, a day that took three Lincoln Park residents from us: Catherine Nardella, Peter Wallace and Mark Zangrilli, a day that that broke all of our hearts.  

Especially today, may we all try to remember that even the smallest act of service, the simplest act of kindness, is a way to honor those we lost, a way to relive the spirit of unity that followed the tragedy of September 11, 2001.  May we all remember where we were on that September Day.

You may have heard this song that was written and recorded by Alan Jackson, reminding us that on this day 20 years ago, almost 3,000 people were killed in the largest terrorist attack on American soil, I find the words fitting for all of us on this 20th Anniversary.  
We will never forget....

                                                                                Mayor David Runfeldt

 

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WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THE WORLD STOPPED TURNING
THAT SEPTEMBER DAY? 

 
Were you in the yard with your wife and children or working on some stage in L.A.?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke rising against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger in fear for your neighbor or did you just sit down and cry?
Did you weep for the children who lost their dear loved ones, pray for the ones who don't know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble, and sob for the ones left below?
Did you burst with pride, for the red, white and blue and the heroes who died, just doing what they do?
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer and look at yourself and what really matters?
 
Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day?
 
Teaching a class full of innocent children or driving down some cold interstate?
Did you feel guilty cause you're a survivor, in a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mother and tell her you loved her?
Did you dust off that Bible at home?
Did you open your eyes, hope it never happened or close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages, or speak to some stranger on the street?
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow or go out and buy a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you were watching, and turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns?
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers or stand in line and give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family, thank God you had somebody to love?
                     

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day? 
NEVER FORGET

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