On a crisp-like-spring July Saturday, I visited the Flight 93 memorial chapel--Thunder on the Mountain--and the temporary memorial at the crash site outside Shanksville, Pennsylvania. My daughter--who was on a plane the morning of September 11 and who attended the first anniversary memorial at this site--and her family were with me that morning. The simplicity of that informal memorial site--the faded angels of freedom, wildflowers bowing their lacy heads toward sacred ground, handcrafted tributes from children, grafitti celebrating the lives of heros. . . How could a formal national memorial, such as the one projected to be dedicated on the 10th anniversary of this loss, improve on such simple perfection?
Sunday, August 26, 2007
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