It has been 10 years. I still remember what I was doing when my father called me from Venice and urged me to turn on the tv. I remember watching in disbelief the image of the airplane hitting the second tower, the first tower already in flame. I watched in horror as people jumped to their death in desperation. I stood stunned, holding my mouth not to scream. How could few people hate so much to mastermind such an evil act?
I felt like a zombie for days, not sure what to do. For weeks I read every single obituary published in the New York Times, crying for the loss of lives and the pain of the people left behind. What a senseless tragedy.
Life on this planet will never be the same, for the amazing chain reaction of events unleashed afterwards. I don't know anyone who died on 9/11, but our good friend Daniel Pearl would probably still be alive if 9/11 hadn't happened.
Today I want to pay homage to everyone who lost their lives or had their life turned upside down that tragic day.
I also want to wish a Happy 50th Birthday to my good friend Piero, whose birthday falls on this sad day.
May peace on Earth prevail one day.