Note: Although this posting was written on September 9, it is dated Sept 21 to keep it on top for a while.
In an earlier post, I mentioned Zipcard2. She came across my site through a link from D. C. Roe, who is coordinating an effort to have an international group of bloggers pay homage to the 2996 victims of the 9-11 attacks. She reminded me, indirectly, that I had neglected to post my memorial.
Ingeborg Joseph was, perhaps, not a “mover and shaker” in the world at large. In fact, I was unable to locate much biographical information on her (thanks to that miserable Times Select firewall). For a smaller subset of the world, however, Ms. Joseph left an indelible mark. She was an import manager for the Rohde & Liesenfeld shipping agency, and perished in the World Trade Center on 9-11. She was 60 years old at the time of her death.
To view the remembrances of those who knew her, visit her page on Legacy.com.
Zipcard lost two friends in the attack, both NY firefighters. I lost three friends, all police officers. The almost 3,000 victims left behind millions of friends and loved ones.
To Ingeborg Joseph, to Zipcard’s firefighters, to my police officers, to all the victims of those cowardly attacks, rest in peace.
To the survivors, to those who volunteered at Ground Zero, the Pentagon, and in Pennsylvania, to those who donated blood, money, or supplies, to the brave service members rooting out the terrorists overseas, to the cops and firemen and emergency medical personnel who put it all on the line every day, thank you and God bless you.
To those who plotted and carried out these dastardly attacks, may you all rot in your own personal versions of Hell for all eternity.
As Charlie Daniels put it:
And you never did think that it ever would happen again. In America, did you? You never did think that we'd ever get together again. Well we damn sure fooled you. We're walking real proud and we're talking real loud again in America. You never did think that it ever would happen again.
From the sound up in Long Island out to SanFrancisco Bay, and ev'ry thing that's in between them is our home. And we may have done a little bit of fighting amongst ourselves, but you outside people best leave us alone. Cause we'll all stick together and you can take that to the bank. That's the cowboys and the hippies and the rebels and the yanks. You just go and lay your head on aPittsburgh Steeler fan and I think you're gonna finally understand.