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Month: September 2019

9/11 and The Falling Man

It pains me today that most of society wants to forgive and forget what happened that day. 2,996 were dead, murdered as we sat in our homes and offices. More than 6,000 wounded, 343 firefighters and 71 police officers died trying to help people they probably never met. And today they are still dying, officers, paramedics, firemen, EMTs, good Samaritans and innocent victims —just from breathing the contaminated dust. On every anniversary of the attack, I post a picture of the falling man on Facebook. It’s an iconic but controversial picture of a man who chose to leap to his…

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Scars

We’re never dispatched into happy homes No, we’re sent into the broken ones We’re tasked to save the stabbed, shot, beaten and brutalized We witness the child holding his broken toy left behind by a burglar The vacant stare in the woman who knows a stranger has been touching her lingerie The anger and grief in a husband who knows he cannot protect his family Night after night, month after month, for years A lifetime We do what we can knowing it will never be enough Then we try to sleep at night, knowing they’re out there

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