"Sigh" ©

I am amazed
I’m in AWWWWE !!!!!!!

I went to bed last night at around 4 am.
I sat here reading tribute after tribute.
I read over 200 posts and made as many comments until I couldn’t stay awake any more.
It was the least that I could do since I didn’t participate in this noble endeavor.
If I had known I would have gladly done my part.
Today on their message board there was arguing about tributes not done,
Posts not linked and the MOST disturbing comments were from people complaining that some of the tributes didn’t meet their standards.
NOT the organizers standards but other posters and readers standards.
These posts were supposed to honor the faceless victims of 9/11.
To tell their families they matter and are remembered.
This was NOT a blogging competition.
This was about putting faces to names and introducing you to someone you may have met some day if they were alive but since they are no longer with us you got to meet someone you may have become friends with in some coffee shop while on break, once upon a time.

Step outside on the sidewalk.
Go ahead.
Wave at the cop driving by, come on smile, you forgot to pay that parking ticket.
He nods at you.
Hmmm look Frank got a new riding lawn mower lucky bastard.
Now stop the first person you see.
If he is drunk he’ll probably stop you.
Ask him his name and how old he is.
Make sure you find out where he was born and if he had any brothers, sisters, and his parents name.
Now you got all of that?
Thank him then watch your neighbor kill him in front of your face.
Now go inside and write me a post about his life.

This is what many bloggers had to deal with while writing their tributes.
It’s hard writing about a person you have never met and the lack of information made it harder. Then the violence of their death hits them.
How do you do justice to this stranger and sleep at night?
You don’t want this person wronged again.
You do your best.
Some tributes were long, some were short some were poems.
You do what you know how to do.
You were perfect.

Do you want to know what I spent most of my time doing?
I looked at the name and put it with the face in the picture.
I looked at the way the two of them fit together.
A persons name is only the plaque on his portrait and for me, that’s what really mattered.
The write-ups told us a bit of their life but the picture made that person real.
This is whom their family and friends recognized when they saw him/her walking down the street.
That’s dad or mom……….
Then they had to look into the eyes of someone that they knew was dead and how he/she died then write a post knowing that his family would be reading it.
No pressure.

I don’t know where people get off on criticizing how someone did their tribute.
Forget how they did their tribute.
HOW THEY FEEL.
Bloggers from all over the United States and the World took up the call and brought these people to light once more because they felt the need to do something for that day five years ago when they couldn’t reach out and pull them to safety through their TV sets.
They put their feelings into these tributes.
These people doing the criticizing on people blogs and on the website are only hurting the people that perished, not helping them with more controversy.
This is about them not the people doing the posts.
The blogger was but the tool at their disposal to bring them to life for one more day.
Did you notice when you were reading the tributes that they were smiling.

I guess what I want to say is, you ALL did a great job.

Thank You

As for the whiners……..FUCKOFF.

Have a nice day

Walker