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    in the past couple weeks has been listening to stories, mostly on NPR, from American Muslims about how they felt after 9/11 and how they still feel. One from the man who was the union steward at Windows on the World, who was responsible for finding out how many of his coworkers, his brothers and sisters he called them, had been in the building at the time, how he spent days working on finding them, or not, and then days later was shopping for groceries and was verbally assaulted for being Muslim. Or the doctor, a southerner who sounds like any good old boy you'd want to hear, who feels funny while out dining with his wife who wears the hijab. Or a local participating in a round table discussion about kids and 9/11, talking about how she has to be as good as she can be because she's a Muslim and she wants people to know Muslims are okay, they're good people. How sad is that?

    I went to work out today. I use a rec center on a university campus. As I went around the track, I kept passing a young man moving a desk in the opposite direction (the track has classrooms nearby and a walkway for those not working out). He was definitely Middle Eastern. He didn't look at me the first couple times we passed and I thought what a hard day it must be for him. The third time, and before he left the area, our eyes did meet and I said, "Hey," and smiled. He returned it. I have very little connection to the events of 9/11. It seems perverse to me to take it on with a lot of breast-beating. I'm glad I could make that small gesture, though.

    Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. Throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. --Mark Twain

    by Debby on Sun Sep 11, 2011 at 03:24:48 PM PDT

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