2001-2021 9/11 Lt. Charles Margiotta

 Where do I begin? 20 years ago today we witnessed a terrible tragedy on our own soil, an attack like no other. Many lives were lost that day and many were just beginning. The toll it took our on Nation was great, but seeing our country come together was greater. 

I was a measly 17 year old starting my senior year in high school. We watched on tv all day long and none of us got anything accomplished. Our hearts were torn, and we learned to value life and friendships then. We understood, even at a young age, that life was precious and that at any moment it could be taken from any one of us. What we didn’t understand is the impact it would have on our lives later.

A few years later my friend told me about signing up to blog about someone who had lost their life to 9/11, a first responder, a hero, friend, father, brother, and son. That’s exactly what I did. Today we honor him and all of the men and women who lost their lives that day.

Today I honor Lt. Charles (Chuck) Margiotta, a brother, friend, son, husband, and father.  His memory will, and should, live on. Lt. Margiotta, as long as I live you will never be forgotten, for the things I have learned about you in the many years after 9/11 will always be with me. You were a force in your community and you loved fiercely. You gave your life 20 years ago so that others could go home to their families.  I know you wouldn’t want to be called a hero, but that’s exactly what you are. According to Merriam-Webster a hero is “a person who is admired for great or brave acts or fine qualities.” You possessed all of those things. You helped people when you weren’t called, and you gave your very last breath being brave for others. 

Last night in football stands all across America you were remembered.  My daughter is in the band and the tribute to first responders and the fallen was incredible.  I felt it in my soul and I saw your face when I closed my eyes to remember all who were lost. While many people remember seeing things on the news and not knowing a face attached to it, I’m fortunate enough to have gotten to know you through countless articles, and conversations with your brother, Michael.  He’s been a huge support in helping me to keep your memory alive and he’s doing a wonderful job of it himself.  You live on in the hearts of many today, even if they never had the pleasure of getting to know you. I know that your family is proud of you and I vow to meet them someday and share a coffee in your honor.  I know you loved tending to the tomatoes, so today I pick them with great pride from my garden in memory of you.

I’m reminded every year of your bravery, sacrifice, humility and heroism to our country. A country you gave your last breath to.  Thank you so much for your service Chuck, you will never be forgotten.  God Bless America. 

If you’d like to donate to his scholarship fund you can do so here.

To learn more about Chuck please check out his Memorial Website. 

Check out last years blog post.