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9/11: Remembering Quietly
posted: 9/11/02
In a few hours I'll be getting on a plane. I'll arrive at the airport several hours before my flight to account for increased security. Don't think for one second that the irony of flying on the anniversary of the worst disaster in American history is lost on me. It isn't. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little nervous about getting on that plane. But I'm going to.
I'll be spending 9/11 and the couple of days after it in the mountains. I'm headed up to the Adirondacks with my friend James, where we'll attempt the Great Range Traverse once, nay, twice, nay, three times a lady. We're hoping to finish it off this time. [Postscript: we did.]
Speaking for myself, I think it will be the perfect place to be. I'm going to the mountains to grab a piece of peace. I'll be away from the memorialization (which I have no problem with, per se, I just prefer to remember more privately, and of course, I've never forgotten - I don't think anyone has). I'll be away from media. I'll be away from cities. I'll be... away.
My heart goes out to the families of those lost. My heart goes out to those I love.
Namaste.
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