Today is the twelfth anniversary of 9/11, and I've been reflecting on the many ways that the day changed my life as a tiny reflection of how the tragedy transformed the lives of so many throughout the world.
I have to--of course--qualify any discussion about the impact of 9/11 by copping to the fact that I was over 3,000 miles away from the attack. Like many, I was responding to what I had seen via the news coverage throughout the day.
That said, among the many things I remember was wandering the night-time streets of Portland, weighted with a despair and lonliness like I'd never felt before, and coming upon the free concert performed by the Portland Symphony, which was broadcasting the program via speakers to the streets surrounding the Arlene Schnitzer Theater. I walked up just as the musicians began 'The Adagio' by Samuel Barber, and I remained outside with the hundreds of other folks who preferred the night to being indoors, each of us mourning in our solitary ways. Eventually candles passed through the crowd. It was one of the most beautiful moments of my life wrought from the most terrible of circumstances.
What's your 9/11 memory? How did that day change you?