What a day....I will never forget 911 for many reasons....most of all the obvious terrorist attack on the trade towers, but for me....even closer to home was hurricane Irma....years later on the same date !! Waking bolt upright at 2 AM to absolute silence!! After many hours of cat 4 hurricane winds, it was surreal to sit in the wreckage of my house in absolute silence.....occasionally a weekend tree brach, or part of a home would shift and fall shattering the silence 🔕 !! The faint scratching of land crabs 🦀 scurrying around my living room. Water dripping behind my wall from sheared pipes. But most of all....the silence of destruction and aftermath. I just remember crying for about 5 minutes in the broken bones of my home....the feeling was like having a friend badly injured in an accident 💔 only the friend was my home....injured and battered, but still proudly standing. The trauma sticks with us, and at the time I didn't know it would still be with me, and could easily be remembered if you want !! I will work alone in my wood shop in my own silence and reflection today !! I will try and remember the island how it was before Irma, and how far we've come since....along with the national tragedy of 911 !!
