It has been 6,311,520 minutes since 9:59am on September 11, 2001. It was on that clear, crisp, perfectly blue skied Tuesday September morning where blood from all nations was spilled on American soil for the first time since the attack on Pearl Harbor in 1941. My city, our nation, and everyone’s world was irrevocably changed.
The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
It has been 12 years.
The blood of patriots has spilled for 12 years.
The blood of tyrants has spilled for 12 years.
12 years that blood has refreshed the tree of liberty.
With no true end in sight as one conflict closes and another one begins weariness of spilling blood sets upon us. A dozen is a common enough number. Whether it be in baked goods, writing instruments, or sports equipment it is a number we are very familiar with. When it comes to years it seems to fall into a zone of insignificance between the marking of a decade or a quarter century. Allow me to counter that with the assurance that every year is significant, because as every year passes more and more people are willing to push this further down their mind’s memory lane.
It is important that we keep to the promises made on September 12, 2001 when we as a profession, as a people, and as a nation swore that we would #AlwaysRemember. We need to keep that promise, and we need to tell others who either may not know or who they themselves may not remember of the events and the sacrifice that happened 12 years ago today.
Today is about remembering the conscious sacrifice made by one for another in their greatest time of need without regard for race, creed, or political beliefs. Today is about remembering those who sacrificed 12 years ago and those who have sacrificed since then to keep the tree of liberty alive and well. Today is about remembering that while all sacrificed some… there are those who have sacrificed all. I ask that you remember this today and leave everything else for another time.
It has been 6,311,520 minutes since the South Tower of the World Trade Center at Liberty Street and West Street collapsed. I ask that you specifically remember the following nine Medics who perished in that collapse:
volunteer Zhe Zang
my friend Mario Santoro
my friend and vollie dispatcher Richard Pearlman
and my friend and partner Yamel Merino
Keep the promise today as you did 12 years ago.