Response to "Man in the Red Bandana"

First off let me say that I am one of those people who sees footage from 9-11 and all of the memories of that horrific day still come flooding back. I remember finding out at school, and sitting on the floor of my 6^th grade choir room, watching the events of that morning unfold. Later I sat in my grandparent’s living room and watched news updates all afternoon and into the evening. Even though I was thousands of miles away in Texas when it happened, and have still never even been to New York, things like “Man in the Red Bandana” still bring me to tears, ten years later and I did in fact, have very wet eyes watching it that day in class.

Now, if I were to write in this blog that I would have had the courage to do what Crowther did that day, I would be flat out lying, and that would be dishonorable to the brave men and women who died that day.  The truth is that if I had been on one of the top floors of the World Trade Center, had I been able to bring myself out of hysterics, I would have run for my life down the stairs and hopefully to safety. I have often made my blood run cold thinking about what horror the people in those doomed planes must have experienced, and also the people in those doomed towers. The images of people jumping to their deaths are haunting. People like Crowther humble me, because I know that I couldn’t have done what he did. They also make me believe that no matter how much evil is in this world (because I do believe in evil as I will talk about in next week’s blog) there is still a God, who gives us people like Welles Crowther to give us great hope in times of such despair.