URBAN HISTORY - 9/11

Dear Friends,

On this Friday, September 11, 2010 we have a tragic date of a tragic reminder of desperate acts by desperate people to destroy lives beyond anything, anyone could have imagined.

Nine years ago I got a phone call from my husband from his workplace which at the time was located near the Los Angeles LAX airport. He called to tell me New York and THE WORLD TRADE CENTER had been attacked. He said I should turn on the television right away. LAX and the areas surrounding where he worked was closed off. No one could go out or come in - word was LAX along with DISNEYLAND and the San Pedro/Los Angeles Harbor were on the attack list.

My husband did not come home for hours ... we lived only a short distance away in the beach towns. Along the ocean in the South Bay, there is only one way in and out - the Pacific Coast Highway, when something goes wrong, you pretty much have to stay put and pray for the best.

As I waited for him to come home, I watched more attacks continue, the Twin Towers fall down,
absolute mayhem and terror. There just seemed to be no end to the images of horror on the screen. Even though the Pentagon had been exploded by more hijacked jets, very little news came from the government. The only word of any kind came from the news broadcasters. My husband and I prayed endlessly for answers only to be filled with more questions. 

Like the day President Kennedy was shot, it was as if the whole world stood still and in the silence a distant desire could be heard for both revenge and peace coming from the mind and the heart.

Where were you that day, that moment, that hour when history you may want to forget made a mark forever to be remembered.

Let me know what you think?

Love and light,
Amber Silverstar
amber@ambersilverstar.com