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(Written for the 10 year anniversary and shared with the members of the Molloy College community at the September Concert on 9/12/11)Reflections on 9/11/01September 11, 2001 was a bright, blue sunny day. The day before, September 10th, we had hosted on the front lawn of Molloy, a national press conference announcing a new national initiative to fund scholarships for nursing students. Excited about the prospect of some national recognition for Molloy, I sat in my office the morning of 9/11 awaiting word of the press coverage of that event, but word never came. Instead, Ann popped her head in my office to tell me that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. Like most individuals at that time, I thought it was a small plane that had hit the building by accident. Minutes later came word of a second plane hitting the second tower. I now knew it was no accident. I went out into the hall. At that time, at each end of the main hall of Kellenberg by the mosaics, were hung small TVs from the ceiling. Students, faculty, staff, all members of the Molloy community were clustered around looking up at the TVs in silence. Here, I watched the first tower fall. Inside the boiler room of Kellenberg, I turned on the PA system that had not been used for decades, and spoke to the Molloy community. We set up a counseling room in the Reception Room. We canceled classes and assembled behind Kellenberg Hall in Cedar Grove to pray. In the late morning, I received a call from Mercy Medical Center. “We need your nursing faculty and nursing students to be ready to help us when we receive the wounded from the city,” I was told. “We’ll call you to let you know when we will need them.” When the call never came, I knew the extent of the tragedy had been catastrophic.A month later, we gathered in front of Kellenberg Hall by the flag pole to honor the fallen. It had been a time of unbridled patriotism and an outpouring of mutually held grief and solidarity. I would like to read a poem that I had written for this occasion:In Memory of HeroesThere were no flags to be found
Only patriotism in every town.
We came to honor heroes from the war
From the city not from foreign shore.
In our halls stood alone the tattered prayer book
Lined with names for each passerby to look.
We met, we hugged, we stopped to talk
And in this way, we began again to walk.
We defined anew what lay in our soul
Our families, friends, and freedom’s role.
Take heed the 200 flags newly found
For where they are now planted is holy ground.
(from 10/11/01 Memorial Service)What I have learned since 9/11/01 is that there is a resiliency of the human spirit and it is that resiliency that we honor today in remembrance of September 11th.
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