The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]

That’s not being disrespectful, I literally heard of a story where a young adult – in the US no less – who had no idea of its significance. Thinking, I kid you not, it referred to an overseas version of Seven-11, the convenience store group.

While it would be easy to judge them, they were not even born when it happened – even though I wasn’t born when man landed on the moon but I certainly know it happened.

Or did it? Haha.

[As an aside, I once had to do a talk to a lot of oil execs in Texas and one of my references was about the moon landing. After talking about it, I leant into the mic and said – jokingly – “that is if they did happen”. I wasn’t just met with silence, but also the look of 500 people staring back at me looking like they wanted to kill me. Oops]

But back to today, back in 2001.

Well, for me, it’s certainly a day I will never forget.

I was living in Australia at the time and just stared at the TV in despair as the horror unfolded.

But for some people in my life, what happened that day was even much more personal and destructive.

One was a wonderful client of mine who lost their sister in the tragedy.

The others were Andy and Dave … my ex-cynic colleagues and ‘friends’ of this blog..

We don’t talk much about what they went – and still are – going through anymore, but I know it tested them in ways few people will, thankfully, never have to experience. However while they have somehow been able to deal with the pain and pick up the pieces to somehow keep moving forwards, I know today will thrust an assortment of memories and questions on them – memories and questions from before that day and memories and questions from that day – so I just want them to know I’m thinking of them, sending them hugs, letting them know I’m so glad they’re in my life.

Even with the insults.

Love you gentlemen and see you soon.