It has been ten years. I'm already starting to forget some of the details of September 11, 2001, so here's my story.
I remember the immediate outpouring of patriotism, American flags everywhere - on cars, on bridges, on crane hooks, everywhere. Signs saying "God Bless America" were also prevalent, but also a church in Berkeley Springs, WV who put "Bless God, America" on their sign. The weekend following September 11 we drove down to visit my parents in Virginia, joined by my second cousin, Susan, who was living in the District, working as an aide to the Senate minority leader at the time. It was a pretty snazzy position on paper, but after being evacuated on (and probably living in fear after) 9/11, and then having to evacuate and go on antibiotics during the anthrax attacks a week later, I think she and her husband are happy being farmers in Minnesota now. Gradually the car flags grew tattered, the red ink on flag magnets faded, and people went back to their state of normalcy, as suggested by our president. Plenty has changed since 2001, especially in the airline industry. (Remember greeting arriving passengers at the gate?) Life goes on, but we will never forget.