United we grieve United we stand

I was teaching medical students and residents when together through the window of a patient's room we saw the first airplane crash. Their was no time to think we needed to prepare for mass casualties. Within the next several hours the night shift, the weekend shift and those coworkers that were having their day off all of them show up to help. I was so proud so many helping hands and yet only a handful of victims showed up. I had the privilege of taking care of those that required admission. The days after this most tragic event I saw so many people of different walk off life grieving and consoling each other. Through the years, I remember the most how we put our differences aside and remember that we have so much in common and so little that makes us different. I will share for the rest of my life a message of unity and compassion as I was reminded in September 11, 2001.

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