The day I learned the name Lee Greenwood

The day I learned the name Lee Greenwood

by Marly Hazen McQuillen
9. September 2011 13:45

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I remember the morning of September 11, 2001, before the terrorist attacks. I walked to class and noticed a cloudless Memphis sky. I thought about how clear it looked, even fake, like a photographer's backdrop.

Trig was interrupted by a Spanish teacher who brought us the news. Rumors were still swirling; at the time, we thought that the UN Headquarters had been attacked. Over the next few hours, we learned more of the devastating details. Still, I had little concept of how much the world was changing during that dismal school day, while we eked out subpar essays for a literature exam.

Let me turn this post over to a New Yorker, Keith Biondo of Inbound Logistics. As he quietly explained, "I don't have the ability or, at this time, the inclination to craft the correct words that describe to you what happened on September 11, 2001 in New York City. Let me just relate what I saw, thought, and felt on that day."

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