September 11th

Nine o’clock in the morning was 1500 and getting toward the end of the duty day in Europe, that day 21 years ago. 

Children who hadn’t yet been born that fall are now adults. We have built memorials, fractured our country, changed laws, abridged human rights, and mourned the loss of family, friends, and colleagues. 

It seems both so long ago and yet just yesterday to me although I have moved multiple times since then, changed jobs, retired from the military, gone back to grad school, traveled over much of the world.  As I look out over the harbor of Kahului on the island of Maui everything seems quiet and distant. 

The ship held a memorial service at 0900.  I didn’t attend, but rewatched Exhibit 13 ….

 

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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