Ten years have passed and I still mourn. Do you?
TexasFred remembers Sharon Balkcom
This is one of the most difficult posts I have ever made. I honor all of the victims of the attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, but my anger has never subsided, I doubt that it ever will. I will let my tribute to Sharon Balkcom help ease my anger a bit, this is about YOU dear Lady, and your memory! You are NOT forgotten, none of the 9-11 victims will ever be forgotten here!
Sharon Balkcom, raised on the scrappy streets of East Harlem, was in the third grade when her teachers realized that she had a gift for mathematics, said her mother, Rosalie, who was not surprised.
Ms. Balkcom, 43, the second of three children, attended some of the city’s most rigorous and selective secondary schools: Robert F. Wagner Middle School on the Upper West Side and the Bronx High School of Science. She received an M.B.A. from Pace University and a bachelor’s degree in political science from Colgate University.
Ms. Balkcom’s academic aptitude and varied education prepared her to tackle most jobs. She was a computer systems manager at Marsh & McLennan, where she had worked for about three years, her mother said. “She was motivated,” said her brother Gordon, a publicist. “Whereas I might need someone to kick-start me, she was self-motivated.”
As a child, that motivation helped Ms. Balkcom, a resident of White Plains, overcome teasing from neighborhood children about being a bookworm. “She held her head up and continued to do what was right,” Mrs. Balkcom said. “My husband and I brought our children up the best we could. We tried to instill in them the importance of having an education. We taught them that things were not handed to them. If they wanted something, they had to work hard to get it.”
According to fellow workers she was a very caring, intelligent, and personable person, with a great sense of humor.
For as long as I live, for as long as this blog exists, I will burn an Eternal Flame to honor all of the victims, firefighters and police officers that lost their lives on that fateful day 10 years ago! Rest in Peace.
I know it’s not a *REAL* picture but I am certain that on that September day there were angels among us, and I would imagine that they too wept…
I’m a big strong guy, but I am not the least bit bothered to tell you, I wept, from anger, from compassion, from a feeling of total helplessness, and yes, even fear, not fear for myself, but fear for my family and their immediate safety…
I was 1,500 miles from home that day and all I could think of was getting home to my wife and making sure my children were safe, and I couldn’t do that…
None of us knew what the future held, we still don’t, but I hope with all my heart that these same angels are with us now…
I can’t speak for all Americans, but I know that I am still hurting, every day that goes by I remember 9-11, and I don’t know if a *healing* will ever take place in me, but I pray for the lives of those affected in an even more direct fashion, I pray for our firefighters, police officer and our troops… I pray that ALL of America will wake up to the dangers around us and unite in an effort to defeat the evils that threaten our lives and freedoms.
No matter where that evil comes from!
I will NEVER forgive and I will NEVER forget!