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This afternoon I rode 30 miles on my bike on an errand to deliver some of my books to woman who is carrying them in her new bookshop. It was a stupendous day for a bike ride. Saw a fawn, spots fading, along the trail. She didn\u2019t seem bothered by passers flying by. Hubby stayed behind and cleared up the garden, picking the last of the tomatoes.<\/p>\n
Twenty years ago on this day I was working for World Wildlife Fund in Washington, D.C. When one of my colleagues shouted out in the office that a plane flew into the World Trade Center, we rushed over to see what she was on about. It wasn\u2019t long before that horrible day started to unfold, all of us in a daze. And then the Pentagon, which was only a few miles from where I worked. WWF set up a large screen TV in one of the large conference rooms. By that time, a lot of people had already left to go home or to pick up their kids from school or daycare. I left the building a few hours later, walking over to Georgetown to meet my brother-in-law at his office for a ride home. Frantic people rushed across the streets, walking quite deliberately to wherever they were headed. Clouds of black smoke billowed into the sky from the direction of the Pentagon. The road home, normally packed, was as empty as you\u2019d find it on an early Sunday morning, not an early Tuesday afternoon. For the rest of the day and into the evening, I sat glued to the TV with my sister and her family, watching the same videos of the tragedies over and over again. Trying to make sense of what happened and fearing for what could happen next. Hubby had been in America for only a couple of months, but he was a few hours away at a stonemason\u2019s conference for the week.<\/p>\n
I remember thinking how much I had been looking forward to the new millennium, to the new enlightenment, to a better world\u2014and then feeling thrown onto the rocks. Sometimes it feels like I\u2019m still trying to pick myself off, with all the divisiveness and war and climate disasters and countless other unpleasantries. Not to go all maudlin, but we have a long, long way to go to the new enlightenment. I\u2019m not giving up hope.<\/p>\n
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