9-11-01: My Remembrance
9-11 is one of those times where everyone remembers where they were and what they were doing when they heard the news. I can’t believe it has been 8 years since that fateful day. I, like all of you, remember well exactly what I was doing that day.
I was a young Army wife living in Ft. Drum, New York on 9-11-01. For those of you that don’t know where that is, it is on the Eastern shores of Lake Ontario, about 20 miles from Canada and next to Watertown. My husband was a Lieutenant in the 10th Mountain Division and we had been there for a couple of years. I was teaching at an elementary school off post in the neighboring community.
The morning started normally. My husband got up really early and left to meet his unit for physical training (P.T.) He returned to change clothes after P.T. but I had just left for work. As I was in class, I didn’t hear about the attacks until I was getting ready to go to my early lunch period. That was when the realization hit that we were going to war. This was the moment when I realized the nature of my husband’s job. This was when I realized that not only was this a great tragedy for our country, but this could have a monumental impact on my life personally. I also realized that the previously inconsequential fact that my husband’s unit was on “first battalion to deploy” status meant that he soon would be sent into harms way.
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