I remember the days of silence that followed without any activity - our skies were empty because air traffic was closed. I went to sit in one of our local parks where I previously would watch planes take off and land from SJC (Mineta San Jose International Airport). On 9/11/2001 and for several days after, there was no activity. Silence.
I was in the midst of finalizing my plans for a trip to the Greek Islands departing on 9/14/2001.. It was canceled (because no planes flying yet). I still have not gone.
This is what I remember as I wake up today and listen to planes flying overhead and low today. A magnificent noise we sometimes take for granted.
A couple of years ago when I was showing San Francisco to a friend who was in town, we found ourselves (without planning) in the middle of the Presidio cemetery overlooking the San Francisco bay. The day: September 11. It is fascinating how we were automatically guided to this place to remember in silence.
| Presidio San Francisco - 9/11/2009 |
I am grateful for the noise today.






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