9/11/01

I had just left mass at all Saints, turned on Elliott in the Morning, and I was driving to work at Hechts in Tysons Corner.  Elliott was trying to figure out what idiot had hit the Giant Building in New York.  People were calling in and they didn’t know exactly what happened, so there was the usual laughter.

Then the second plane hit. Continue reading “9/11/01”

Brutal reminders

Normally we don’t think about our own death, do we?  The Catholic Church encourages meditation on the four last things: death, judgement, Heaven, and hell.  But we often forget and think it is far away.  Then comes a brutal reminder of our mortality. Continue reading “Brutal reminders”