Yes, we're all interconnected
You experienced 9/11 as an American on South African soil
I did as a South African on American soil
My husband and I arrived at JFK International Airport about an hour before the tragedy. He had accepted a job offer from an advertising agency in San Francisco, and we were on our way to start our new life in one of the most beautiful cities in the world. Except, airport officials held us back from making our connection with all kinds of excuses. Finally, we heard that an airplane had crashed into a building. Watching smoke billowing out of the North Tower, I saw the second plane crash into the South Tower. I remember thinking, 'Please God, don’t let us die in a foreign country.'
For many years, I had great difficulty settling in this country, even though visits to South Africa would trigger reversed culture shock. We finally became U.S. citizens, and I now consider myself lucky having two homes. I recently realized that I might die here one day, and I'm okay with that.
But it's one thing dying IN a country and another dying FOR a country
especially when greedy businessmen and corrupt politicians
do their best to sabotage our sense of patriotism