9/11 is to us as to what JFK's assasination is to our parents. As our parents can immediately answer the question - "Where were you when JFK was shot?", we can do the same for "Where were you when the Towers were hit?".
I remember the day vividly. It was a gorgeous, sunny day, highs in the 70s with a slight breeze. - a day perfect for playing hookie. But alas, I had to attend a training at Children's Service Society of Wisconsin (this was back in my non-profit/social service days). Before I left my office, I already knew about the first tower being hit, but chalked it up to a mechanical malfunction. The reality of a terrorist attack on US soil was far-fetched at 8:00 am CDT on 11 September 2001. During the drive over the second tower was hit but I was listening to a CD - probably one of the few oblivious Americans at this point. I walked into CSSW and then I found out about the Pentagon. I recall the receptionist asking, "Are you ok, because you just turned white." I responded with, "My parents live just outside DC" whilst thinking "Holy shit my mom works at Navy."
Upon recovering from the shock, I was actually pissed. How dare anyone attack the city of my birth and the metro area where my family lives? What the hell did we do to deserve this? After my minute internal tirade, I tried to call my parents via cell - to be greeted by the Gene Mueller (the radio newsguy) telling me that all cell service was shut off into DC as it might trigger another attack. I proceeded back to work, still somewhat dazed.
Then I read an e-mail from my mom: "Both towers were hit. The Pentagon was hit. We are running on generators. They are evacuating all non-essential personnel. We're shaken, but I'm ok."
This began my six-hour attempt to reach my parents via land line. Finally, at 3:30 CDT, I got a hold of my mom. Still shaken, but still ok.
On that day, the reality of feeling safe on our home soil had been shattered. And the public wondered if we would ever be safe again.
Yes, the TSA has stepped up airline passenger protocol in an effort to ease our minds. While I think we probably should have been showing an ID to fly in the first place, not being able to bring a larger than 3 oz bottle of contact lens solution is a little drastic. I understand the theory and what the TSA is trying to do, but let's face it. If a terrorist really wants to smuggle an explosive or weapon on an airplane, they will find a way to do it - it just won't be as easy.
Yet in global comparison, America was and still is a safe country. Car bombs don't go off. There isn't violent unrest between neighboring nations. Our water and food supply is generally parasite free. We don't face the penalty of death for having different beliefs. In the grand scheme, we are a fortunate nation.
Ten years later, we continue to honor all those who perished in the attacks - from the first responders at what is now Ground Zero to the passengers on Flight 93 to the victims of circumstance at the Pentagon. In a sense, it could referred to another "day that will live in infamy". And while I don't think we should forget the events of that day, the media (as it sometimes has a tendency to do) went a little overboard. I don't think that makes me any less of a citizen of this country for thinking that.
Once we are able to accept differences in others (i.e. race, creed, accent, religious beliefs, cultures, sexual orientation) and learn from these differences, only then will we even be able to begin on the path to a true United States of America.