Reading Thomas Pynchon’s passage of the 9/11 incidents gave me chills. I was only in third grade when this tragedy occurred and although I did not fully understand the implications of it at that time, I remember that day very vividly. My friend, Alessa, was unexpectedly picked up early from school which was very strange. Then the Vice Principal had come to take my teacher out of the room and tell her what had happened to the World Trade Center. Class had then resumed as normal until the end of the day since we did not know anything had happened. However almost everyone’s parents had come to pick them up from school. My dad picked me up and I very distinctly remember him explaining to me what had happened and then listening to the news on the radio on the way home. My family watched the news all that evening. I didn’t completely understand all of it but I think I could grasp that there would be serious implications as a result. Fortunately it did not affect me or my family first hand and I was able to go to school the next day and carry on with my 3rd grader life where my biggest fear was getting cooties on the playground.
Even though Pynchon’s account of 9/11 was very brief, I feel it captured that moment in history very accurately. It is hard to believe that this was 13.5 years ago already.