On this day...

Fourteen years have come and gone... Although the official story has been torn apart and proven to be full of holes we have all settled into our individual belief systems in which to cope... Like John Lennon said, "Whatever gets you though the night".... And I agree with that, to a lesser degree!

My birthplace (and second home) of Brooklyn, my hometown of Garden City, my sometimes haunt in Sag Harbor suffered a devastating blow in 2001... Things will never be the same... Not ever.... The thousands people who were martyred, the animals who were lost despite the heroic efforts of rescuers, the NYPD, NYFD, EMT's, clergy, countless good Samaritans, search and rescue dogs, teachers who shielded their students, strangers helping each other through the worst possible nightmare are all heroes... Forgive me if I left anyone out, they each deserve a heartfelt 'Thank You'...

I don't own a tin foil hat, nor am I flighty, naive or stupid... I know what I know... But, at 61 it behooves me to sit at the back of the theater, observe and enjoy the dance, and for once in my life keep my opinions to myself! The controversial bits I will choose to ignore, or at least refrain from editorializing on any longer... Ballet and opera are quite soothing to me on days like this... I hope you find what is soothing to you... There is no place like New York, there is no place like home..... ~MEA~

Photo courtesy of New York City Dance Project