I knew Bonnie from high school and I always considered her someone who was very special. We lost touch, which is to be expected, and our lives went in very different directions. We're going back to the 1960's and the very next time I heard about Bonnie was shortly after the events of 9/11. Bonnie was killed in the attack on the World Trade Center and after all these years, it continues to bother me.
The Bonnie I knew was just a young, great-looking girl with a great personality. For whatever reason, every time I think or hear about 9/11, I think about her. Over the years we lost a lot of people from the high school days and that's just the way it goes, but her death was unacceptable, and it's something that will be with me for the rest of my life. It should never have happened.
The soon to be built mosque near Ground Zero has succeeded in bringing back the horrible memories of September 11, 2001. I absolutely understand the dynamics of messing with the freedom of religion thing, so forgive me when I tell you that I'm not in the mood to think about a mosque sitting anywhere near Ground Zero, especially so close to yet another September 11th. The issue concerning the mosque is one for another time, but some 3000 people died that day and my friend was one of them.
I did learn that she worked on the 93rd floor of the north tower known as One World Trade Center. The tower was hit by American Flight 11 after hijackers took control of the plane. I am told that she survived the impact of the plane and even called her husband on her cell phone right before the collapse of the building. She had two children (who are now adults) and I now discover that her husband later died.
The entire thing is so tragic and all I can really remember are those innocent high school days when we had no clue what was in store for us. If I could speak with her children today, I would tell them that their mother was very special, but I'm sure they know that already.
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