Why does Honest Abe want to know what I was doing in 2001?

Dig through your couch cushions, your purse, or the floor of your car and look at the year printed on the first coin you find. What were you doing that year?

Looking on the little shelf at the top of the computer desk, I found a stack of pennies. The first penny has the year 2001 printed on it. 2001 was an interesting, but sad year. One big event and a few small events occurred to make it pretty memorable.

In early 2001, I was a junior in high school. The weekend of the Superbowl of that year, the area experienced an insanely foggy day. One could barely see far enough in front of them to drive safely. Two friends of mine were riding with a co-worker from their job in Austin. They were riding on back roads towards our hometown when they ended up running off of the road. I am not too clear on the details, but I was told that they had hit a wall or a barrier on someone’s property. That day I lost two friends of mine. They were brothers and their mother lost two sons that day. 2001 was off to a rough start.

Later on in the year, while heading to mentoring “class”, the quivering voice of Bill Withers singing “Lean On Me”, something big happened in America. We sat down at the tables, and a teacher was asked to turn on the television. Nobody knew what was going on, but the Twin Towers were on fire. We all watched with tired eyes, confused as to what had happened. We had heard later on that some men had crashed two airplanes into the buildings. Hearing that Bill Withers song always reminds me of that day. Living near a military base, we were put on lock-down for fear of something happening in our area. It was a crazy, rough, and very sad day.

To close out the year on a good note, my band got to perform at a local music festival. We auditioned for the opening spot, competing against one other group of musicians. We got the spot and opened the show a few weeks later. Our set did not go extremely well, but it was a good learning experience. Early arrival and set up times, and a cold that grew increasingly worse as the morning went on, took their toll. I spent most of the set trying not to be super gross and spitting into a trashcan off the side of the stage. Also, being the singer for the band, I was so groggy I could barely remember the words to my own songs. All in all, it was a fun day though. I look back on it fondly.

2001 was a busy and rough year. And good God, why did I write this like an essay?


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