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Friday, September 08, 2006

Remembering....



What do you say about someone you've never met, but who obviously meant so much to so many people? On this September 11th, I decided to participate in a blog rememberance and tribute to victims of the September 11th terrorist attacks. The gentleman you see in the photo is John T. Schroeder. He was from Hoboken, New Jersey and died in the World Trade Center. He was 31 years old. After reading many tributes, and entries into guestbooks about John, it is obvious in 31 short years, he accomplished so much and most importantly loved and was loved by so many people. It's such a shame that his life was taken when it was really just beginning. Mostly from reading entries into guestbooks about John, I learned that not only was John's life cut much to short, but it has left a hole in many peoples lives. This is why the rest of us can never forget the events and tragedies of September 11th. We owe it to those who lost their lives and those who are missing them. I know that I will remember John in particular every year on September 11th along with the others, but I will also be thinking of their families as well.

4 comments:

erin said...

thank you, laurie for sharing and participating in this event. thank you for sharing his story.

Joanne said...

John Schroeder was a friend of mine and a patron of a bar where I worked in Hoboken, NJ. I'm so glad you remembered him. I try to, every day. Thanks, Joanne Kehoe

Anonymous said...

I think that anyone who lost a friend on 9/11 always looks for them in the long list of names. I knew John, I ran the pub that Joanne (previous post) worked, the bar was called Miss Kitty’s. John was one of a kind, he loved to dress up in his Elvis outfit and go to the bars. Often he would put in those really bad fake teeth and turn around and talk to the ladies in the bar. He loved Stevie Wonder music. He was more or less the ring leader of a really wonderful crowd that would come in every weekend. They were so upset at the loss, the mention of his name, would bring tears in every one. His NY giant hat hung on the corner of the bar in his memory. At his funeral, I met his family, I can see why John was such a great guy, because his family was. We will miss him. Thank you for taking the time to pay tribute to him. Larry Jordan

cheerful cropper said...

what a sweet gesture, laurie. your big open heart amazes me :)