As we pause to remember how our lives were changed 9 years ago, let’s remember that all of us were attacked — not just those who died in New York, DC, and Pennsylvania, but all Americans; parents, siblings, children, loved ones; Christians, Jews, Muslims, Hindus, atheists; native born and immigrant. All of us lost something that day.
I saw a simple little poem somewhere a few days after the attacks that I wish I could find again. It was written by an Asian-American or a Jewish-American or perhaps a Muslim-American. I can’t recite the poem, but I’ll never forget its title: “The Day I Lost My Hyphen.”
Please, America, let’s all forget the hyphens and just be Americans.