As many of us sit in quiet contemplation on what this day means, Where we were, what we were doing, others mourn the loss of a loved one.

To those I know, two in particular, I send you love and comfort. Your loved one is not forgotten and their story goes on through you always.

To the rest of us I ask a favor.

Be the Americans you were that day. Better yet, be the neighbor you were that day and after.

Be loving.
Be kind.
Be gentle.
Be understanding as you were that day and after.

Be the friend.
Be the companion.
Be the brother.
Be the sister.
Be the shoulder.
Be the hero you were or needed that day and after.

That day and after there was no black or white.
That day and after there was no left or right.
That day and after there was no immigrant or alien.
That day and after there was no straight or LGBT.
That day and after there wasn’t just American. For we lost foreign allies and friends as well.
That day and after there was only one people.

That day and after there was no time for anger. That would come soon enough. No, there was only time for concern, compassion and action.

Through the fear shone these things bright and bold filling my chest with pride and my eyes with tears. We need that again.

From this day and after be that person you were or hoped to be on that day. Be the hero we all need. But most importantly, be human on this day and after.

Your friend,
Bill.