9/11, Twenty Years On
Twenty Years Ago: My husband begins calling relatives in his hometown, Beirut. They, unlike us, have televisions and have seen the second plane smashing into the tower. “God help us if this is from the Middle East!” my husband says softly. Soon more shock waves of this merciless quake arrive: The Pentagon has also been hit. Four passenger jets on transcontinental flights are reported hijacked. Three are accounted for, all their passengers and crews dead. How many more planes have embarked on murderous suicide missions? And for whom?
