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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by DR. Rock, May 23, 2008.
have a great trip and did you get your 1-2-3 at Atlas?
Have a great ride guys! Maybe our paths will cross out there.
from a place that rhymes w/ trashcanistan...
Can't wait to read your RR. Safe travels.
You know, Doc...none of us would have hung around this long if it wasn't for Miss LDF. I'm just saying it so we're straight.
Have you thought about cloning her?
Looking forward to the next segment. Good luck!
Will you have the Spot going again?
Yep.. link to the shared page can be found below in my sig.
(nothing there yet... wheels rolling Sat. AM)
And yes, I know that LDF is the star, I've long ago resigned myself to being along for the ride on her coat tails. And no, she can't be cloned, although I did look into hiring a stunt double for this episode of the Mobius trip. You know, just for the crash scenes.
Sweet; looks like I came back to Advrider just in the nick of time...
A huge thank-you goes out from Francine & me to our behind-the-scenes "Spotters", who keep an eye on our back and are ready to spring into action if we ever have to hit the "help" or "911" buttons.
John (Speez) , Ethan (urbancowboy) , Steve (vfr870) , and Ken.
It's a huge comfort knowing you guys are in our corner. Much appreciated.
Eight years ago today, a few hours after the towers fell, the initial deluge of casualties arriving to Bellevue had slowed to a trickle. The head of Trauma Surgery and I took a break from the OR's and ICU, and went down to the Emergency Room entrance where the ambulances pull up. We had been able to see the events unfold from our 15th floor ICU windows, but this was the first time we had been outside.
The world was palpably different. Voices reflected the stress of the unknown, exchanging questions in hushed whispers. None of the usual sly joking, not even the gallows humor that is a typical coping mechanism in our world. We looked up and saw fighter jets circling low over the East River. Fighter jets. This wasn't any 4th of July Air Show, this was the real deal. They were flying on official business, with live munitions, safety off. And the smell. If you weren't here you won't understand. If you were, forgetting is not an option.
He turned to me and asked, "Dave, the world has changed. When do you think it will get back to normal?"
I thought for two seconds, and then blurted out, "Tomorrow, or maybe the day after."
We were silent for a minute, and he replied, "No, I think you're wrong. I don't think the world will ever be the same."
In the subsequent 8 years, he's moved to Baltimore, and we've remained great friends. We've continued to discuss and reflect on the societal consequences of 9/11. I think we have both come to the conclusion that we were both right. The two responses were not mutually exclusive. On Sept. 12th we went down to NY Downtown hospital which was two blocks from Ground Zero to see if we could offer any assistance or accept transfers. The trip was less than two miles, but it was like traveling from mid-town to Mars. Uptown, outdoor cafe's were open, people were somber, but still, they were sipping cappuccinos; pretty normal. Downtown, it was like a war zone. No electricity, dust and smoke in the air, burned out vehicles on the streets, sleep-deprived, sweaty, and filthy zombies walking around in a daze; definitely NOT normal.
The New York Times published an article today describing how people's anticipation of a changed New York hasn't quite played out the way they thought it would.
Our world is definitely the same. Francine and I still wake up, brush teeth, go to work.
Our world is definitely different. There's an appreciation of life, a renewed commitment to serve, an urgency to live life to the fullest, to explore, to travel, to challenge ourselves. It could all be gone in a second. I'm not sure LDF would be on two wheels, or we would be doing these trips were it not for our experiences on 9/11. Complacency is the enemy, and once we got over the initial months of mourning, I believe we have approached all aspects of our lives with readjusted priorities, and renewed vigor.
I have mixed feelings about flying on 9/11. On the one hand, logistically it makes the most sense. It also is a big f-you to terrorists, saying "you didn't win." On the other hand, a part of me feels that I'm abandoning the city on a day that solidarity is important. This is where we were on 9/11, and we're still living here. But there's more to it than that. Fear is the same root emotion that underlies both terror as well as exhilaration. The difference is in who is inducing it. Exhilaration is what you get when you scare yourself. It heightens the senses, makes you smile when it's over.
And so, on 9/11, we get on a plane. We fly across the country. The world is the same.
We're going to have an adventure. To live life fully. To feel exhilarated. The world is different. It's a little scary.
See y'all in a coupla weeks.
I wish I could express myself like that.
And good luck on your trip.
Great post, Dave. You guys have a wonderful trip, you deserve it.
Thanks for putting the energy into these rr's Dr Rock. Many of us enjoying your thrills and insights. Hell, the writing so good I'm considering a switch to bourbon. Wishing you and LDF safety with big adv.
Best post yet, DR Rock.
This is going to be good...
And that should be enough solidarity for anyone, especially when this city is surrounded by whimpering pansies who won't visit because they are afraid of the terrorists and what they might do here or on a bridge or in a tunnel.
Safe travels my friends. We await your stories!
A hearty salute to you both. Bon voyage and good luck!
Great post on 9/11, Dave. Have a great flight you too. I will be checking your spot page after tomorrow.
Well spoken words of remembrance and reflection.
Godspeed to you two on your journeys.
So very well-put, Doc!
Be safe, have fun, can't wait to hear all about this last section.