Ten years ago, I was just a kid. I’m part of unique group of students who were in their first year of college on September 11. Just two weeks into college, I was still gettin[...]

On September 11, 2001, I was only 6 weeks into a new job at Merrimack College, a small Catholic, Augustinian school up in North Andover, Massachusetts. I remember how perfect the d[...]

We were asked to be “around and helpful” to students that day.  So, as Chris Conzen wrote, it was time to get to work. The resident directors were in the residence halls and my stu[...]

To my beloved girls, I am writing you this letter because when you were born, you already lived in a post 9/11 world. I am writing because you will ask me where I was when the Towe[...]

Inspired by others, I write this piece to offer my perspective on how September 11, 2011 impacted me. To share my story. In the morning on September 11, 2001, I can remember the ex[...]

The silence, itself, was the most noticeable.  In the days after the attacks, there was a ban on commercial air traffic. The campus where I worked was under a well-used flight path[...]

I arrived in India a little more than a month before September 11, 2001, ready to explore the country and learn more about Hinduism and Indian culture. Before I had left the US I t[...]

On September 11, 2001, I was barely into my second month as a new student affairs professional. I was just getting ready for work (one of the benefits of working in the same buildi[...]

September 11 has always been a private day of remembrance for me, partly because my personal circumstances are so different today than they were ten years ago.  I had a much differ[...]

September 11, 2001 was a beautiful day in the middle of the country with skies so blue it hurt your eyes. A student stopped by our office suite early that morning and mentioned a p[...]