I wondered, this morning, if the students in Little Brother’s school would go to church on this anniversary of a very tragic day.
Then it occurred to me that none of the kids in that school are even old enough to remember it. Anyone younger than 7th grade wasn’t even born yet.
The first-graders I was teaching on September 11, 2001 started college this September. But it still feels like yesterday.
I probably won’t watch TV today. And I admit that I’m kind of relieved that the weather today won’t be cool and clear, with a brilliant blue September sky, like it was in 2001 on this date.
I don’t need those reminders. I’m not going to forget.
On this anniversary, I will go to Mass. I will pray for an end to terrorism. I will pray that world leaders will be guided to find peaceful solutions to problems between nations. I will pray for the children who are too young to remember, and for those who do remember. I will pray for the victims.
Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and may perpetual light shine upon them. May their souls, and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.