I’ve just re-posted blog posts from a series called “Alphabet: A History.” I have to thank Christine Hyung-Oak Lee for getting me involved in this series many years ago. Go explore.
This post was originally published on Sept. 11, 2011, on a previous incarnation of this blog.
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The sky was so, so blue that morning, like it had been painted in Technicolor.
One of my classes showed some interest in talking about 9/11.
I assigned a few essays, but I realized, midway through class, that all of the works were in the year following. There was nothing new, with perspective. The readings were pure reaction from people like me.
I heard about a plane that crashed in the World Trade Center, Tower 1, before I left for work. Reporters didn’t have a lot of information and it seemed like maybe a pilot lost control of a small plane.
“I have an idea,” I said. “Post links to articles, videos, etc. that you find or have read.” The minute I said this, I regretted it. They seemed intrigued. I wanted to take it back.
Traffic was slow. It always was. A plane flew low. National Airport is a few miles away. There are always low-flying planes. Sometimes they go fast. I didn’t think anything of it.
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