With thousands of family members right in the midst of a gray and black world of destroyed buildings. today, this is a quiet place of memory, the gleaming 9/11 museum, holds a sacred repository for our loved ones remains and it is filled with bright stories of all of the sons and daughters, sibling, husbands and wichbs and grandparents and friends. . as we carry these 20 years forward, i find a continuing appreciation for all of those who rose to be more than ordinary people. and a father s pride in his daughter s selfless act in the last moments of her life, acting with calm to help those in the air and those on the ground. a legacy from sara that burns like an eterna l flame.
Ordinary. beginning with the actions of flight crews, like sara, and the passengers on the four flights, the individuals in the towers, the professionals of the fire and police, and later the volunteers who helped work on the pile since then, to recover our loved one s remains, they helped pull us through the darkest days of our lives. in the last 20 years, my family and i have at times known unbearable sorrow and disbelief about the lives that would never be. foryears, we have, we have filled with speaking out on my daughter s behalf and calling on many more precautions and also for the history to be remembered, not as numbers, dates, but the faces of ordinary people, people who looked a lot like sara. at the first memorial ceremony, my wife bobby and i stood here
. a moment of silence. a moment of silence, the moment of silence marks the very moment 20 years ago that american airlines flight 11 flew into the north tower of the world trade center. my name is mike lowe, and my daughter sara elizabeth lowe was a flight attendant on that plane. these 20 years have felt like both a long time and a short time, and as we recite the names of those we lost, my memory goes back to that terrible day when it felt like an evil specter had descended on our world, and it was also a time when many people acted above and beyond the