Reposting for 9/11/2010
9/11/09 marks 8 years since the attacks of World Trade Center I and II, The Pentagon, Shanksville, American Airlines Flights 11 & 77, and United Airlines Flight 93 & 175.
On that day 2,996 people were ripped from their lives. But as the media and society tend to do, they have focused on the killers. We’ve all learned more about them than we wanted to. On that day many of us made a pledge to never forget what happened.
This is my remembrance of one of those lives, taken much too soon, Rest in Peace......
DaJuan Hodges 2/26/1972-9/11/2001
Beloved Father, Son, Fiancé, Friend
DaJuan Hodges never gave his mother any trouble. "He had every opportunity to stray, and he chose not to," said his mother, Pamela Dixon, who raised two sons in Harlem.
As a child, Mr. Hodges loved to dance and ham it up for family pictures -- "He was always ready to show the latest dance," Ms. Dixon said -- and as a teenager he was a good student and did volunteer work.
When his daughter Jatair, now 8, was born, he embraced fatherhood with determination. "It was like, O.K., I have a child now," his mother said. "He just knew he had to stay up on things because he had this responsibility."
Mr. Hodges, who lived with his daughter and fiancée in the Bronx, did everything with his family, particularly going to movies, one of his passions. He worked in management services at Marsh & McLennan, on the 96th floor of 1 World Trade Center.
Ms. Dixon, who works for the same company in Midtown as an executive secretary, watched from her 42nd floor window as the first tower -- 2 World Trade Center -- collapsed on Sept. 11. "I just went crazy," she said. As she screamed, "My son, my son," and co-workers tried to calm her down, the other tower, where he was, also disappeared in a storm of smoke and dust.
Not having her son to bury has made the experience even more devastating. "You have nothing except good memories," Ms. Dixon said.
Sign his Legacy page and read the many loving messages here.
From a message left today by DaJuan's mother, Pamela Dixon on his Legacy page-The loss of a child leaves a hole in our heart....
September 11, 2009
Oh Baby - It's been 8 Long Drawn Out Years!
I want to see you... to hug you... to hear your stories. I know life is far better for you Beyond the sunset. When I think of you in Heaven, a smile comes across my face, at the thought that you are happy, healthy and WHOLE; but the peace of knowing that you are safe and secure, can't ease all of my pain and sadness.
When those we love are gone, they never really leave us. They are with us now, wherever we are. Those whom we have cherished, live on forever - for love wraps itself around the heart. Although it's really been difficult, someday beyond our tears and all the world's wrong; beyond the clouds, and all that we can see and touch, we shall all understand.
As long as can I will look at this world for both of us. As long as I can I will laugh with the birds, I will sing with the flowers, I will pray to the stars for both of us. As long as I can, I will remember how many things on this earth were your joy, and I will live as well as you would want me to live as long as I can.
Rest In Peace My Son...
You are not forgotten - nor will you ever be. You will always be in my heart and prayers.
Hug my mother and brother for me.
God Bless You Baby! Special Love Always!
One Me! One You! One Love! So True!