It’s hard for me to relate to a lot of the September 11 stories I’ve heard these past few days. Some of the other beat guys have been telling their stories over dinner in the press box, and their recollections are nothing like my experience.
Back in 2001, I was still a college student living in Missouri, and I’d never set foot in New York City. I remember sitting on my couch for hours watching the coverage — I skipped, of all things, a communications class that day — but I was never afraid, and I had no real frame of reference for the size or the location of the buildings. I was sad and angry and confused, but the danger was distant and unfamiliar.
A lot of you experienced something completely different 10 years ago, and for those of you who lost someone you loved on that day, I’m truly sorry. There will be a baseball game this afternoon, and there will be a lineup to post in a few hours, but for now this is a day to remember the friends we’ve lost and to be thankful for the friends we have. It’s a day to think about all the sacrifices that make everything else possible, and even on a sad day like this one, there’s some joy in that.
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