Last Sept. 11, the images of that day were inescapable. Every time they flashed across the screen ”” flames and black smoke rising and an impossibly blue sky ”” the anguish came crashing back.
For the families of those killed, the 10th anniversary retrospectives and memorials were so cruelly pervasive it almost felt as if they were reliving the attacks, they said, rather than simply remembering them from a decade’s distance.
“It seemed like every time you turned on the TV, the towers were falling,” said Cindy McGinty, whose husband, Michael, was killed at the World Trade Center in the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist attacks. “All the days of build-up, you just couldn’t get away from it.”