Ground Stop

There's not much to say on the macro level about this sixth anniversary of 9/11: we're not safer, bin Laden is on the loose, we're trapped in Iraq.


So I'll go micro for a minute. This morning, as I left for work at about 8 a.m. (9 a.m. Eastern time: just about the time of the attacks), I saw one of my neighbors outside, walking her dog. I waved; she didn't wave back, and in fact looked rather stricken. I didn't mind too much, given that this is the sixth anniversary of the death of her son, Tom Burnett, Jr., aboard United Flight 93 - the plane brought down when a group of passengers, including Burnett, apparently attacked the hijackers. I didn't see Mr. Burnett, Sr., today. I can't imagine what a day like today must to to you when your connection to the attacks is so direct.


(Update: Not ten minutes after posting this, Tom Burnett, Sr., was on the KARE-11 news from Minneapolis, talking about his opposition to the proposed memorial to Flight 93, which was blogged here.)

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