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Have We Forgotten?

Never forget.

We use those words to describe some of the most horrific events in our history.  The Holocaust. More recently, the terrorist attack on September 11, 2001. Here we are… another trip around the sun and another day to commemorate. Those of us who were here, remember exactly where we were when it happened.

I was just beginning what would be my last year as a teacher in a small elementary school in the suburbs in Akron, Ohio. On that particular morning, I didn’t have students, and I was working on a video for our Open House assembly. In the little editing corner of my classroom, I had a small black and white TV which I used as a playback monitor. I never turned the television on, but for some reason, on that day it was on in the background as I worked. Stunned, I watched the footage of the breaking news.

Panicked parents, having learned the news, rushed to the school to take their children home and in some way keep them safe. For the next few days, as people struggled to make sense of what had happened, the images were everywhere. I remember my sister sobbing with anguish in not knowing how to explain this horrible thing to my nephew, Clay.

At home, she tried to keep the television on cartoon channels – anything but the horrible images. But it was impossible to shield him from the news. She desperately searched for words that would make sense to a 6-year-old, even when grown-ups couldn’t find words that made sense.

I remember sitting down at my computer with this flood of images wondering how I would make sense of them. And, like others I assume, I found comfort in demonstrations of human kindness, people helping people, and remarkable courage. I remember thinking that the footage of the planes crashing into the buildings would forever be part of our historical archive. Clay would see it along with the rest of us for years to come. But I wanted him to know how we got through it…. how we survived it…. how we came together as human beings. 

I wanted him to know that out of this inconceivable horror came goodness. Firefighters and police officers who were so incredibly selfless and brave, people of all colors, religions, and political affiliations coming together in a way I had never seen before in my lifetime. Sixteen days after the event that would forever change our nation, I again sat down at my computer to create another video – one that I could give to Clay when he was old enough to understand the evil and the hate… and the bravery and the compassion.

Buried in a box along with the front page of the Akron Beacon Journal dated Sept 16, 2001, and a few magazines that focused on the heroes, I found that DVD that I made 19 years ago. Today, Clay is 25 years old. Because he’s never known a world without mass shootings and terror threats, I wonder if he will ever grasp the magnitude of that event…how inconceivable it was. And given the polarizing state of our country today, I wonder if he’ll ever experience the only comfort we could find back then – the resolve to come together as a nation and be better human beings.

Are we stronger? Are we better? Are we good people – kind, compassionate, and inclusive despite race, religion, or sexual orientation?

I listen to hateful speech and watch violent demonstrations under the guise of protecting rights and freedoms. I see racist, insulting, ignorant images and name-calling as I scroll through social media. I read stories and struggle to comprehend the statistics of senseless murders, of racism and bigotry and social injustice. I read stories about people who have lost jobs and loved ones due to the pandemic and those who are struggling to feed their families and pay the bills.  I listen to people argue about who to believe and what to believe. And I think about what we are doing to each other and our planet.

Are we stronger?

Are we better? 

Are we good to each other? Kind? Compassionate? Inclusive?

Today, as I hear and read the words “Never Forget,” I wonder what people are remembering. Are they remembering the horrific images, the way our country used to be before that tragic day, the way that day changed the world? Or are they remembering our resolve, the way we helped one another, lifted one another up, grieved together, and healed together?

Have we forgotten the heroism and the humanity that rose out of the rubble and devastation that was etched in pure evil? Have we forgotten that country that came together and survived?

Have we forgotten? Maybe this year in that moment of silence we share to memorialize the lives lost on that horrific day, we might also find the resolve to show our children what this country once was… and what it CAN be again.

If each of us commits to being better in our own small sphere of influence, that would be a great start.

This is the video that I created for Clay 18 years ago.

Melissa Hughes, Ph.D.
Melissa Hughes, Ph.D.https://www.melissahughes.rocks/
Dr. Melissa Hughes is a neuroscience geek, keynote speaker, and author. Her latest book, Happier Hour with Einstein: Another Round explores fascinating research about how the brain works and how to make it work better for greater happiness, well-being, and success. Having worked with learners from the classroom to the boardroom, she incorporates brain-based research, humor, and practical strategies to illuminate the powerful forces that influence how we think, learn, communicate and collaborate. Through a practical application of neuroscience in our everyday lives, Melissa shares productive ways to harness the skills, innovation and creativity within each of us in order to contribute the intellectual capital that empowers organizations to succeed with social, financial and cultural health.

8 COMMENTS

  1. Melissa, after reading your entire piece, this is what struck me the most.

    “If each of us commits to being better in our own small sphere of influence, that would be a great start.”

    Big things start in Little Places and in humble actions.

    Thank you.

  2. Melissa, POWERFUL! Stunning video, the shivers I felt and tears that stung my eyes were just as they were at the moment when I saw this for real. A younger me standing at the bank where I worked…looking up to the tv monitor and feeling disbelief, horror, shock and the sudden thought that all life was threatened.
    Not only your nephew Clay will appreciate the significance here but many others can feel something when viewing this. I can’t imagine not. History being portrayed on video impresses and teaches. To inject the feelings with a dose of real life imagery really brings it alive here.
    I will also never forget the tremendous fallout …From the streets of New York they rippled across the world. I will not forget the power of the people in a united sense of working together here either. Faith in humanity was significant in the tragedy here…that mindset is the one most needed to remember.
    Thank you so much for this …it is one for the “video history books”.

    Fyi…
    Also, there is a Virtual event happening online as tribute to 9/11 starting Sept 10 12pm…

    http://Www.911stateofthemind.com.
    I’m also sending this link to my friend who told me all about it too.

    To remember and not forget that 9/11 didn’t end in 2001. It is ever present today.
    Mental health, suicide awareness and American hero’s …. The call for compassion is loud and clear.

    Your gift and talent in teaching are impactful Melissa!

    • Thank you, Paula! I appreciate your insights. There are few events that bring back the kind of visceral emotions like this one. Thank you for sharing the virtual event. I was wondering how we were manage an “appropriate” commemoration this year with all the COVID restrictions.

      “The call for compassion is loud and clear.” Truer words have not been spoken. Thank you!

  3. Melissa — My words of gratitude for your powerful message this morning are inadequate.

    I do not understand the hate that motivated the attacks.

    I don’t understand individuals, couples and groups that can take smiling selfies at the 9/11 reflecting pools. If they have sat in the remembrance room deep within the memorial and listened to family members reading the names of their lost relatives, they might just be inclined to simply bow their heads and touch the name of one of the victims carved into the memorial.

    I don’t understand the hate that encourages individuals to raise torches and chant “You will not replace us.”

    I don’t understand a “leader” who overtly or covertly encourages hate and division every day and who can refer to the torch-raisers as “good people.”

    I don’t understand how an “officer of the law” can kneel on a man’s neck and listen to him say “I can’t breathe.”

    There is no making sense of that, so to me, your last line is one of two takeaways that make sense: “If each of us commits to being better in our own small sphere of influence, that would be a great start.”

    Those of us who were alive on that day have our stories. This is mine.
    https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/what-should-we-remember-jeff-ikler/

    • Wow…. Jeff, where to start? I share your frustration and struggle to understand the hate and division and general irreverence for anyone who thinks, looks, or sounds different. You’re so right that there is no making sense of so much of what has happened in the last few years. Thank you for sharing your story. It brought tears and reminded me that in our commemoration, we can honor those who suffered and/or died. I know that your introspection will be heavy this weekend.

      Maybe the best way to honor those folks today is to do better and be better every day. I just read something on LinkedIn that has stuck with me. H O P E = Help One Person Every day. It’s what I’m going to focus on going forward.

      Thank you, my friend, for putting in words what I’ve been unable to.

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