It was a beautiful fall day and all was well with the world. I should say it was all well in my world. I soon would find that all was not well with the world as a whole. I work with a large mental health corporation and was in Louisville, Kentucky, September 11, 2001, at a conference. This was a day that we would all remember, but especially me. This was the day I would find out that “we are all one people”.
I had gone to the Fall Seasonal for the Department of Mental Health, in Louisville, Kentucky. The seasonal training was called “Our Strengths”. We had gone to this training to explore the strengths of our society as a whole and to explore the lives of those around us.
We had been in our first session for about an hour, when someone walked into our room and whispered something to the Psychologist that was lecturing at the time. She then proceeded to tell us that there had been a plane that had went into the Twin Towers in New York.
We walked quietly out into the corridors where the hotel had put up one television hanging from the upper corner. There was such a silence over the room. People had started rushing around and calling their families. They wanted to let them know that they were all right due to the Southern Governor’s Convention and the Vice President being at the airport that was very close to our hotel. I noticed the long lines of people waiting for a phone.
A reporter then said that a plane had gone into the Pentagon and that one was on its way to the White House. This is when I noticed the difference in the room starting to shift. I noticed all these “professionals” that are usually so distant began to change. Oddly enough they began to merge closer and started to put one arm through another and slip arms around the next person to them. Tears began to stream down some of their faces, although they were quickly wiped away. The room climate had certainly changed it had gone from a very cold, uncaring feeling to a warm, sympathetic, and heartwarming temperature.
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As I began to look around and take inventory of life in general I came to a very realistic but simple conclusion. The conclusion being that at this moment of time we had gone from just a convention of people with separate lives and professions to a room full of people with common interests. We had been united by such a tragedy. We no longer walked by each other without paying attention to who was next to us but we talked one to another. We didn’t talk about work. I found out that some of these people still had parents living and that some of them were actually married. Some had children waiting at home, while others had brothers and sisters working at the Pentagon and in New York.
Needless to say the conference was canceled, due to the closeness of the airport with the governors and Vice President being so close to us.
We were all walking out of the building though I left with one thought in my mind, as well as in my heart? No matter who we are or what we do that in times such as these “we are all but one people”. There wasn’t anyone in the room that was of any higher stature than anyone else, professionally or naturally we were all on equal ground for that moment of time.
