Today marks the 14th anniversary of 9/11, a day when terrorists took down the Twin Towers in New York City and tried to take out the Pentagon in Arlington, Va.
September 11, 2001, was a day of heroes and villains, of love and hate, of life and death. It is a day that should always be remembered for the thousands who died unexpectedly because a group of radicals wanted to hurt us. They did; however, it didn't destroy our resolve or our way of life.
For some, the hurt remains more immediate than melancholy. I only hope they have experienced some semblance of peace since then, and will be able to move on one day. I pray for that.
I think most people know where they were on that day. I was working at our magazine's former office in Akron, Ohio, when the hell broke loose. As we became less confused about what was happening, our emotions took over.
Then we went back to work, which, I hope, honored those who died on that day.
Exactly 14 years later, I honor them again. I won't forget. -- Bob Ulrich
