As I write this, I’m flying home from Vegas.
Yes, I’m flying on 9/11.
But to refuse to travel today would mean the terrorists won. To be scared to go about my day-to-day activities…to be frightened to be in or to live in New York City — is ridiculous.
I refuse to live in fear.
Plus, if I had flown another day, I wouldn’t have had the chance to meet the couple from Switzerland on my flight today. They just completed a three-week motorcycle tour of the western US. On Harleys. Had the leather jackets on and everything.
Now, that’s the American way.