It is hard to believe that it has been 5 years since this terrible, fateful day. I remember getting into my car to drive to work and turning on NPR and hearing that a plane had struck the World Trade Center. I pulled back into the driveway and ran inside and turned on the television. It was so unbelievably shocking…I left the house several times that morning only to turn around and come right back because I didn’t want to stop watching, and I didn’t want it to be real.
During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was – but, with the first glimpse of the building, a sense of insufferable gloom pervaded my spirit.
– Edgar Allan Poe, The Fall of the House of Usher
Some people think football is a matter of life and death. I don’t like that attitude. I can assure them it is much more serious than that.
~ Bill Shankly
Despite my best intentions…who am I kidding, I had no best intentions…it has happened again. I have been caught in the web of temptation that is the book cover.