I’m sure you’ve all seen it on your Facebook, twitters and instagrams… it’s the September 11 anniversary of the terrorist attacks in New York City and the world has never been the same. I remember that morning very well, as do most, and I’ll tell you a little bit more about it. I was up that morning trying to figure out if driving for surf was worth it. At that time I lived in San Jose California and it was a 45 minute drive to Santa Cruz, or a bit over an hour to hit Ocean Beach San Francisco. It was fall and a good time to score, but surf cams were primitive and sparse and printed reports were the norm as well as some telephone hotlines. I had the TV on as background noise and of course was riveted by the news that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. I kept one eye and ear on the repeating information on the news report while I scanned the information available on the days surf…which was inconclusive. As I pondered breaking away to go surf or to face other “real” responsibilities an amazing thing happened. A second plane struck the second tower of the World Trade Center. It was a truly heart wrenching moment and as I watched the chaos and sadness that ensued I did what I thought best. I turned the TV off. It was difficult and brought some guilty feelings, but I knew that I was going to hear about this event for the rest of my life…I knew it would have lasting effects that would not be lessened by my ability to tune it out for the next 4 hours to go over the hill and surf a spot called Banzai’s north of Santa Cruz. It was a dreamy session…just a few of us out chatting in between sets about the devastation we were all aware of and facing upon our exit from the water. We spoke of our guilt for being out surfing while so many lives were devastated at that moment….we spoke of our appreciation for how lucky we were at that moment…we agreed that those of us with the ability to do it, should have been in the water enjoying such a precious moment, made evermore precious by the sacrifice and suffering of so many. Thank you… I’ll never forget.