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20 years ago found me hosting classical music shows on Nebraska Public Media, and we, like every other news organization, had been wall-to-wal…

My memories come from the perspective of a local travel agency on a normal clear-sky Tuesday morning, expecting a calm day. Shortly after we g…

That morning I was attending a meeting away from my home.

On Sept. 11, 2001, I was flying to a conference with a co-worker. We had a layover in Chicago, and started talking basketball — specifically a…

Some years, I haven’t wanted to remember. As the posts started to fill social media on Sept. 10, I would find myself resisting, wanting the ne…

This is what I REMEMBER ...

My husband and I were driving to his Navy reunion in Minneapolis.

We were in Chicago’s Union Station. There was not the hustle and bustle we had anticipated. Chalking it up as maybe a slow travel day we settl…

A few weeks after my 70th birthday, in preparation for my second Peace Corps tour, I was at my daughter’s in Oklahoma City where we were decid…

The weather was beautiful as we walked into federal court in Omaha that day. A two-week jury trial was coming to a close. We were defending an…

“They’re going to have to jackhammer in the living room.� Not words I wanted to hear.

I was a ninth grader at Irving Middle School on 9/11. I was working on a multimedia project when my teacher told us to stop what we were doing…

Like many Americans, 9/11 has many memories of varied emotions for me. The one I want to share is a tribute of thankfulness.

On a sunny fall Tuesday 20 years ago, I was working in New York two short blocks from the Empire State Building. I learned of the first plane …

I will never forget that day. My son had been living in New York since 2000. His offices were in Manhattan, but I wasn’t sure if he was workin…

My son Marshall, age 4, my father Eugene and I were in the car on the way to Grand Island for the opening day of Husker Harvest Days.

I was in NYC on 9/11, working on the 35th floor of a building at 42nd and Lexington with a direct view of the towers.

(This short verse was written on the morning after 9/11.)

9/11 marked my oldest son’s birthday. He was in Ecuador at the time with the Peace Corps. After the attack on the Twin Towers, I never worried…

I did not immediately realize that what was happening in New York and Washington, D.C., would have long-lasting implications.

Sept. 11, 2001, would have been my parents’ 52nd wedding anniversary.

Shocked, staring out my hotel window at the Sears Tower thinking, "My God, that's next. I have to get out of here."

Sept. 11, 2001, started off like any other Tuesday morning at that time in our lives: busy. With three small children, both my wife and I empl…

Alan Jackson’s song about 9/11 has a line, “Teaching a class full of innocent children.� It reminds me of the most difficult day I ever had teaching.

“Terror Hits Pentagon, World Trade Center,â€� blared the headline of the special edition of the Washington Post the evening of Sept. 11, 2001. I…

During the summer of 2001 I painted a rather large U.S. map on the hard surface near the flag at our school. Each state was painted with a var…

I remember that day very well.

I was traveling for work that day, having arrived in Galesburg, Illinois, as a railroad contractor the night before. Headed to breakfast, the …

The phone in my classroom rang during a free period. The headmaster's secretary of the private all-boys prep school where I taught in suburban…