“Where were you on that Tuesday?” Sept. 11, 2001, will forever replace the same question about Pearl Harbor, Dec. 7, 1941, for all of us old enough to have experienced both. I can remember exactly where I was on both days.
Both events made an indelible impression on me, and I’m sure Sept. 11 did the same for generations too young to have experienced war and other earth-shattering events.
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The naiveté we see the younger generations growing up in has been permanently shattered and replaced by a shocking realization that we (the USA) are vulnerable. The cocoon in which they’ve grown up in has been permanently exploded. What has come about in two weeks since the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center’s twin towers and The Pentagon is just short of amazing.
I started to write this article right after the close of The Oaks Blenheim Fall Classic (Oct. 5, p. 16), but I found my heart too heavy and my attitude too morose. I decided to wait until the close of the L.A. International Jumping Festival the next week (p. 22)
