Today in History, April 14, 1865:
Within a week of the surrender at Appomattox, a coward assassinated President Abraham Lincoln.
If you were old enough on 9/11, you experienced the indescribable loss, grief, and helplessness we all experienced.
I use this in an attempt to fathom the emotions Americans must have felt at the loss of Lincoln. He had led them through the most traumatic time in our nation’s history…the times ahead were still uncertain. How would the North and South reunite? Was the war really over? They needed his steady hand on the rudder stearing the ship of state more than ever.
And suddenly Abraham was gone.
I post “O Captain! My Captain!” By Walt Whitman almost every year on this date, because I believe he came closest to capturing the grief the nation must have felt.