Tag Archives: 9/11

May27

Creative Juice #296

Posted on May 27, 2022 by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

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So many of these articles touch my heart.

He knew his mom died in a fire on September 11, 2001, but he didn’t understand what that meant.
Young piano prodigy.
This artist does an amazing job of hand-lettering Bible verses.
A creative approach to environmental and homelessness activism.
Simplify, and enjoy better quality of life.
That time Beethoven was arrested by cops who didn’t believe he was who he said he was. Oh, and the Ode to Joy.
The story of a quilt. I love how Frances journeyed from inspiration to completion.
A stroll in Jersey City, complete with murals and art.
Visit to a quilt show.
From photography to watercolor.
I love to watch Kelly draw.
Sketching on location.

Sep11

The Survivor Tree

Posted on September 11, 2019 by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

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We are a nation of survivors. Let us never forget those who were taken from us in hate. Let us honor their memories with random acts of kindness.

Sep11

In Remembrance

Posted on September 11, 2018 by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

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Today is the seventeenth anniversary of the terrorist attack on September 11, 2001. Let us never forget the innocents who lost their lives, nor how the country came together after the tragedy. Celebrate with a random act of kindness in memory of the first responders.

Here and here are some of my journal writings from that time.

Sep11

My Journal, September 14, 2001 . . . by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

Posted on September 11, 2016 by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

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My Journal, September 14, 2001 . . . by Andrea R Huelsenbeck

In remembrance of those who lost their lives in the attacks fifteen years ago today. First published last year on Doing Life Together.

Doing Life Together

Found on Facebook.

Inspired by the article 9/11–We Remember by Mary O’Connor, I am sharing the first entry in my personal journal after the attack, unedited. Please excuse the rambling and the incorrect information.

When I got out of the shower Tuesday morning (9/11) and turned on the TV, the World Trade Center was on fire. I called Greg at work, and he turned on the TV in his classroom. While we were watching, the second tower burst into flames, although the reason wasn’t readily ascertainable. I called Carly in Brooklyn. I was glad to know she was safe.

When I returned to the bedroom, Andy, who had been watching TV, told me a second airplane had hit the building. I couldn’t understand it. That building had been there for 33 years without any accidents. How could there be two in one day? They replayed the film footage of the…

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