This is an updated post from two years ago. I am bringing it up because 1) I had only one reader at that time, 2) StoryCorps recently posted an animated video to accompany a father’s recollection of 911 that I think everybody should listen to… So here it is…
One thing about being a parent is that it is probably one of the most universal experiences to relate to people around you. Complete strangers in the street. Writers speaking through printed words. Bloggers on the interweb. Folks you see on the news.
Everybody is somebody else’s child.
Every year, around this fateful day, we heard the stories from parents who lost their children on that day, and I couldn’t stop crying the entire day. I would pull myself together. And then the thought “what would I do if it happened to my children?” would trigger another fit. I don’t presume that I understand the heartaches these parents go through every moment. Judging by the pain in my chest as I type this, I don’t think I will ever be able to imagine the intensity of it.
I left the house at 7:44 on September 11, 2009, 2 minutes before it was 8:46 am on the East Coast…
NPR played the interview of a fire fighter who lost both of his sons at the World Trade Center. I steeled myself against the impact.
Mr. John Vigiano Sr. is a retired firefighter. One of his boys was a policeman, and the other, a firefighter. When John became a firefight, he received his grandfather’s badge number, 3436.
“We had the boys for — John for 36 years, Joe for 34 years, ironically. Badge number 3436.”
This was when my tears started and they have not been completely stopped yet. I had to pull my car off to the side of the road after what Mr. Vigiano said about their unimaginable loss:
“I don’t have any could’ve, should’ve or would’ves. I wouldn’t have changed anything. It’s not many people that the last words they said to their son or daughter was ‘I love you.'”
You can read the NPR Story here. Or listen to the StoryCorps recording: Firefighter Father Recalls Losing Sons On 9/11. Or watch the StoryCorps video below.
John and Joe from StoryCorps on Vimeo.
p.s. I learned of this video from It Is Monday… which I subscribe to.
“Remember to Say I Love You.” is so beautiful in its simplicity.
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Total heartache. I can’t imagine. But I’m always in awe of people who suffer through great tragedy and still say “I wouldn’t have changed a thing — everything was so wonderful as it was.” That’s incredible.
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I know. It’s indeed incredible.
That story just rips my heart out, as does Mr. Vigiano’s straight-forward honesty and acceptance. Excuse me as I go wrap all three of my kids in a lifelong bear hug. xo
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I did that too! Of course they looked at me like I was crazy. Kids. LOL
This is the only place I have read others express their thoughts of not being able to watch, read or hear anything about 9/11. For 9 years I have tried to shut that day out of my memory. I know that if I didn’t I wouldn’t be alive today. The first year I was a wreck, and it made people uncomfortable, so I just internalized it. Now I just keep from looking at the images or watching any TV at all for the week before or after. I have a child who lives in NYC and my anxiety is overwhelming. I don’t pretend it never happened. I just pray for everyone who has suffered because of it.
I am so sorry that it’s been so tough on your psyche. I guess we all cope differently, and the key really is to let each deal with these things in his or her own way. No judgement. We can never presume to understand what the others are going through. {{{hugs}}}
I heard the NPR story and, sick of crying, I had to turn off the radio; there’s only so much limp I can stand. Then, I had to decide whether to feel guilty about that or not. For some reason, I find it easier to read about tragedy than to hear it…something to do with wiring, I s’pose.
Here’s a tip from one mother to another: Do NOT go to the theater to see “Sarah’s Key.” Just don’t. It’s a beautiful movie, but, with your tender mother’s heart, you won’t be okay to drive home for a ridiculous amount of time.
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Ok. I won’t. Thank you for the warning! So far there have been several movies that I cannot bring myself to watch (in addition to the obvious tough ones, e.g. Schindler’s List. I mean I watched it of course but I will not be able to watch it again. The Graves of Fireflies, a Japanese anime movie, is another one…) : The Other End of the Ocean (?) is one of them. I may be able to watch it once my youngest turns 21 or something like that. At the other end of the spectrum is movies that depicts kids going down the spiral so fast that will make all parents paranoid and stressed out. After watching the movie 13, my husband told me to NEVER EVER watch that movie. He said, “You are crazy enough. You don’t need that movie to scare you more…” Ha.
In a world that is – at times – so painful to process that it’s nearly impossible to get out of bed, so much can be “righted” by an act of compassion, or heartfelt words from one human being to another.
How easy it is to forget that life is precious and fragile.
I tell my sons I love them quite a lot. Like I mean it.
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I always need to convince my little one that I really do love him.
That level of loss is unimaginable. Glad to hear he’s at a place where he can share his experience.
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It is beyond my comprehensive how people can have such strength. But they do.
Thanks for sharing this my dear. I cannot imagine losing my two boys or how painful it truly must be. Sigh.
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Oh no no no. Do NOT even go there. Every time when I even try to imagine, I start crying.
I love you (even l never met you) and l missed you (because l feel -felt- you were there)
🙂
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Mr. Vigiano’s story will remain front and center in my mind for a long, long time. I can’t imagine how he goes on after such a loss. Truly amazing.
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I cannot imagine it either. There was no bitterness in his voice when he told the story. I wonder often what kind of strength it takes.
Just in case anything happens, to either of us, before we read or comment again on each other’s blogs…I love you.
That is all.
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I love you too sweetie. xxoo