Filipov touches a chord

David Filipov discovers that his piece about visiting Ground Zero for the first time touched a chord. He even hears from a woman who talked with his father at Logan Airport the morning of the terrorist attacks.

He writes: "The conversation went just as I had always imagined it: Dad talked her up, told him the story of his life, and bragged about his three sons."

He still can't write about it

What struck me about David Filipov's account in today's Boston Globe of his first visit to Ground Zero is that he still can't bring himself to write about his father's death on Sept. 11, 2001.

That's what his piece is purportedly about; but it isn't, as he instead interviews a security guard, two young women from Kazakhstan, a student — anyone, really, who pulls him away from his grief.

It's a moving piece, because it's a reminder of how difficult Filipov and thousands of others still find it to come to terms with what happened on that day.

The online version includes a link to a Filipov piece that was published in the Globe on Oct. 11, 2001, which he filed from Afghanistan.

Driving to work this morning, I started thinking about how much it seemed as it did seven years ago — clear and cool, a perfect September day. It's become a cliché, but it's the truth: Just as all people in our parents' generation know exactly where they were and what they were doing on Dec. 7, 1941, so will all of us remember what happened seven years ago today.

Department of Defense photo by Denise Gould.