*Originally appeared on Notes from the Asylum*
My youngest son was six weeks old when those American planes were turned into lethal missiles in New York, Pennsylvania and Washington, D.C. under the direction of Osama bin Laden. And this morning, I got to tell that child -- now 9 years old, who’s been told since he was old enough to understand about the horrendous evil that occurred on that day -- that the United States, and the families of those killed on that day, finally got some justice.
And while watching Democrats and Republicans speak with one voice to praise the Navy SEALS, members of the U.S. Intelligence community and the leadership of President Obama and witnessing footage of citizens at Ground Zero celebrate the fact that that person can longer perpetrate evil upon the world, those feelings I experienced in the immediate aftermath of 9/11 are bubbling up to the surface.
This morning a Boston radio station replayed the audio from NBC Nightly News' broadcast from the night of Sept. 11, 2001. Listening to the voice of Tom Brokaw summarize the horrors of that day brought me back to when I had a six-week-old baby and 3-year-old twins and suddenly felt as though our nation was more vulnerable than I’d ever believed it to be.
Today at least we can feel better that the symbolic figure who represented the death and violence of that day is no longer.
Image credits: The Huffington Post.
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