In 2001, Father Gerard Sauer was a newly ordained priest at St. Patrick Church, helping guide a grieving parish through the horror of the 9/11 terror attack and its aftermath. Two decades later, he is the pastor of the Bay Ridge church, helping parishioners cope with the COVID-19 pandemic.
Chris Sorrentino still has a hard time thinking about that day. But Sept. 11 never goes away for another reason: the toxic dust at ground zero that he breathed in over the next several months and the bladder cancer he developed years later.
It’s been 20 years since the worst attack on our country. I lost many people I knew and loved.
Twenty years later, the memories of Sept. 11 are still vivid for people in the Diocese of Brooklyn. There are reminders everywhere. Over the years, churches and schools erected monuments in tribute to the parishioners and alumni they lost on that tragic day.
When the last days of August roll around every year, that’s when the memories start to return to Thomas Damore.
Mike Piazza’s “Healing Power of a Swing” lifted NYC after 9/11.
When Alfredo “Freddie” De Los Santos puts on his helmet and gets into his bike, the world around him becomes blurs of colors. He leans forward, eyes staring straight ahead, and pedals with his arms, driven by the desire to go faster and farther than the day before.
As we arrive at the 20th anniversary of September 11th, the terrible terrorist attack on the twin towers in New York, the Pentagon right outside Washington, D.C., in Shanksville, Pa., and, in fact, all of our Nation, we recall the lingering pains of those horrific events. The fact is, we never will forget, nor never can we forget what happened on that day.
New Yorkers still remember where they were and what they were doing on the morning of Sept. 11 two decades ago. Susan Fiorentino was sitting in her classroom at St. Ann School in Dongan Hills, S.I., that day. Her father was a retired officer from the New York Police Department at the time, but he went down to ground zero following the attacks.
Father Mychal Judge died doing his “dream job” at the World Trade Center on Sept. 11, 2001, but a legacy of love and compassion has grown from the tragedy. That was the assessment of many of his friends and admirers who participated in the annual 9/11 Walk of Remembrance on Sunday, Sept. 5.