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Thomson Reuters | September 11 – A Decade Later

September 11 – A Decade Later

On September 11, 2001, four hijacked planes were used to carry out the attacks on the United States. Two planes hit New York City’s World Trade Center, a third plunged into the Pentagon, and the fourth crashed near Shanksville, Pennsylvania, after an attempt was made by passengers to regain control. In total 2,992 people were killed.

Drawing on the past 10 years of Reuters news coverage, we invite you to watch    9/11: Looking Back on Ten Years, a multimedia retrospective reflecting on the tragic events of that one day, while bearing witness to how lives around the globe have been forever changed.

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John Mellencamp - Dance Naked - ”Another Sunny Day 12/25”

To this day, the 9/11 attacked seems unbelievable.  I remember watching the images on the TV screen in disbelief and horror.  I listened to this one song by Mellencamp a lot during that time - "Another Sunny Day 12/25"  In particular, the lyrics "I don’t want to live angry, I don’t want to live scared. I don’t need no more prophets crying ”brother beware.” just put some work in my hands and give me a dollar to spare. 

And don’t let me sow those seeds of despair" resonated with me.

May God bless and keep all those most directly impacted by that event.

 

John Mellencamp - Dance Naked - ”Another Sunny Day 12/25”

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We see it on TV, we get calls on the phone 
By the prophets of doom, they won’t leave us alone. 
The planet is dying and there’s no time to spare. 
They spend all our days sowing seeds of despair. 
We get enough bad news to harden our hearts. 
This fear that we feed on is what’s keeping us apart.

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To say that we’re doomed is just an obvious remark. 
And it don’t make you right, it just keeps you in the dark. 

I don’t want to live angry, I don’t want to live scared. 
I don’t need no more prophets crying ”brother beware.” 
just put some work in my hands and give me a dollar to spare. 
And don’t let me sow those seeds of despair. 

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Well, this earth is a graveyard, it will swallow our bones. 
It was here long before us, It will be here when we’re gone. 
And it’s a vain generation that looks for a sign. 
Don’t you think we could make better use of our time. 
Yeah, the air could be cleaner and the water could too. 
But what we do to each other are the worst things that we do. 
And we can treasure our freedom behind our locked doors. 
But God speed the day when we’re lonely no more.

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I don’t want to live angry, I don’t want to live scared. 
I don’t need no more prophets crying ”brother beware.” 
just put some work in my hands and give me a dollar to spare. 
And don’t let me sow those seeds of despair.