Written in October of 2001 in Venice, LA. I had sent it in a letter to a friend, probably many friends and forgot about it. The thoughts of "our" post 9-11 world shortly thereafter. I'm sure it is somewhere in my hard drive, but I will re-type it here from that letter...fixing all spelling errors though.
The Great American Exhale
The first thing I noticed was the red, white and blue ribbon tied around the up-turned hoof of the deer mounted on the near wall. News channel six was reporting that the National Guard was being stationed at the Louis Armstrong International Airport for security purposes, to be an armed and noticeable presence, but have no fear, Super Bowl will remain. A few schedules to be rearranged for automakers and carnival krewes and everything will commence as usual, just a week before or a week after originally planned. Life goes on, tire recalls commence, thunderstorms early in the morning lasting through Saturday afternoon, cyclists on the Northshore cycling to make a difference, the Saints still trying to seize the glory of Rome, the glory of home. The talk of losing civil liberties has faded and the loss of civil liberties has begun. They said, the big three news anchors, that the eleventh of September, two thousand one, was the day that America lost her innocence and I sadly wonder if we’ll ever get it back.