Thursday, September 10, 2020

September 10th, 2001

This is a repost. A lot of things have happened since. This day still stands out.

I remember September 10th, 2001. 

It was a Monday. I had scheduled a day off a couple of weeks in advance, and we had made plans to go canoeing. The perfection of the day was breathtaking.

A Carolina blue sky, a light breeze, afternoon temperature in the low 80s. We put in at the landing in the primitive camping area in Goose Creek State Park. The marsh grass and trees were showing some signs of fall. The creek runs up through the park becoming narrower as it goes. We slowly picked our way along, stopping to look at birds and wildflowers. When we got to a point where all we could do was turn around, we paddled back out.

 Going past the landing, we paddled out into the Pamlico Sound. The breeze was in our faces, so it was slow going, but the water was calm enough for the canoe. We paddled almost all the way across, enjoying the exertion. When we turned around it was a fast run back to the creek, 20 minutes to cover what had taken a couple of hours going out.

We sat in the sun on the landing and ate and talked. After we loaded the canoe on the truck and started home, she fell asleep. I remember it so clearly because it was the last day of the old world. A carefree, gentle day on the water, shared with a fine woman. There will never be another day like it in my lifetime.


Gorges Smythe said...

If I'm reading between the lines properly, I regret what followed.

ASM826 said...


Tomorrow is 9/11.

MrGarabaldi said...

Hey ASM826

Agreed, we lost our innocence as a nation the next day. and I understood what you were driving at.

Gorges Smythe said...

What can I say, sometimes I'm asleep at the wheel.

LSP said...

Last day of the old world -- yes indeed.