911

And other numbers.

Look, here's Michele and she's not doing her 911 remembrance site this year. I think I understand. It was different last year; this year certainly no one has forgotten, but... perhaps we've had all the pain we can bear.

With six hundred dead in one day in Russia, or a thousand fallen heros in Iraq, perhaps we really can't take too much more right now, thanks - and perhaps we're all busy soldiering on in our own way and perhaps some years from now...

Glenn Reynolds says Lileks did a great Labor Day post.

Of course he did. But it's not really a Labor Day post - unless bringing home the horror is what Labor Day is all about. But James like so many others of us was thinking about what it would be like to send his daughter off to school. I sent my two younger ones off to school one morning this week and they came home and I was glad. I mean, of course I was glad, but perhaps I didn't quite take it for granted.

Of course they came home.

One day soon I will say good bye to them for a while and I will go and not be back for a lot of school days.

Look, here's Lileks, last year, about this time:

At work I was talking to a colleague about a story I’d read, a piece on a man who perished in the towers. He was the solider on the front of the Vietnam history “We Were Soldiers.” The piece has been going around the blogosphere, and even if I could find the link the site’s bandwidth has been exceeded for a while so I’m not sure a link would be helpful today. Anyway. I’m relating the tale, how the man helped to evacuate everyone in his office, and cheered them with lusty old British war songs - and at that point I couldn’t talk anymore. That was it. You make some gestures to indicate you’ve lost your handle for a moment; you turn away and get your grip. Didn’t happen when you read the story; didn’t happen when you thought about it the other day; but it’s happening now.

The day is full of moments like that. The day is bristling of sharp pikes, and you’ll snag on one of them before it’s over.

Here's that link, James.

Where do we find such as these?