I am sure that we will never forget, Jimmy. I was in my junior year of high school when the tragedy occurred. The Twin Towers were visible from my school in Brooklyn. It was a sad day for all of us. God bless America.

Thanks for the photos, Jimmy. Several of them I hadn't seen before.
No danger that anyone in this household is going to forget. No, we didn't lose anyone, but I have two sons in the military (one Army, one Marine) part of whose job it is to deal with (shall we say) the ``root causes'' and see that this stuff doesn't happen to us again.
We pray every day for President Bush and all the other head-of-the-line decision-makers in Washington - asking God to grant them victory over our enemies AND the wisdom to know what to do in order to establish a just and lasting peace.
It's a tall order, I know. That's why we're asking God to help.

1) It is not clear that the moral character of their act constituted the sin of suicide. These people were trapped and unable to escape a raging fire by any other means. Going out a window to escape a fire, knowing that doing so will result in one being killed (an undesired consequence of going out the window), in order to avoid being killed by a fire seems to fall under the law of double effect.
The sin of suicide involves treating your own death as an end or as a means to another end, but there are actions that one can undertake knowing they will lead to one's own death that do not treat it in this manner--i.e., where the foreseen death is an undesired side-effect of the action rather than an end or a means.
For example, jumping in front of a bus in order to save someone else is such an act. Your death is not the goal you are seeking (your goal is saving someone else) and your death is not a means to achieving that goal (i.e., your death is not what causes the other person to be safe; it is your shoving them out of the way that does that). In this case your foreseen death is a side-effect and the law of double effect may apply.
The same seems to apply to going out a window to escape being burned to death in a fire. Death on the sidewalk is neither a means nor an end. It is an undesired but foreseen side-effect of escaping from the fire for a few more seconds.
2) It was part of the horror of that day that people were driven to such desperate acts, and this is part of what must not be forgotten.

-Why- did you put up pictures of people committing suicide????

I had a normal morning that day listening to Catholic Radio (re-broadcast of the previous days Catholic Answers), and when walking through the halls of the office building a lady asked if I had heard about the towers in new york. That was my first encounter of the events. After that people at work were talking a little bit about it until someone brought in a radio and we listened to that for a while until someone brought in a TV. That's when I saw for the first time what I'd been hearing about. Seeing the towers fall was unreal.
I went to Mass that day at 12:00 PM PST with our Bishop (Reno, Nevada), and went to a prayer service that night with my fiance.

It was a tough day for everybody. Here in NYC it was a beautiful day with few clouds just like 2001.
I am a NYC cop and after getting up and doing my morning prayers remembering the cops who died that day in my daily intentions I picked up the newspaper to see that two detectives in Brooklyn were shot to death the night before. This incident just adds to the saddness cops will feel on this day for years to come.

I was a DRE at the time, had just gotten out of Mass, and gone over to the rectory. The secretary told me what had happened (both towers were hit by that point).
I went over to my office and turned on a TV, only to see the view of a camera positioned near the Executive Office Building in Washington, D.C, with smoke rising along the horizon. I thought to myself, "This isn't New York. What's going on?"
When the first tower fell, I really didn't know what was going on. The channel I was watching wasn't viewing the towers at the moment when it fell. Someone I was with suspected that it had fallen, but I didn't believer her. When I saw the second tower fall, I was terribly shaken and went straight to the church to pray.
That night the parish had scheduled an adult education presentation on the spirituality of hospitality. Seemingly an odd topic to be discussing under the circumstances.
I made an executive decision to go on with it. However, we added to the beginning the praying of the office for the dead (Mass was offered earlier in the day). About 40 people showed up--a good crowd for the parish where I worked.
After it was over, I went out to the parking lot and looked up at the sky. No con trails, no flashing lights from any aircraft. It was eerie indeed.
But in the midst of all of this, my wife and I were just beginning to suspect that we were expecting our first baby. Michael Joseph was born the following May.

Sorry, that was mine.

Thanks, Jimmy. I won't forget. I just hung my flag up and said a prayer for all those lost on that horrific day.