It will never be the same.

September was always, for me, a melancholy kind of month anyway. It always
signified the end of something good and the beginning of something less good
- namely, summer vacation traded for school.

The seasons actually change in this month, making the transition official.
Now, although it's just beyond awful to consider, our time will be forever
marked by something which happened in another September and feels even more
primal than the fall leaves. That day... Our hearts will always break in
this month, forever. We will never forget. Never.

As Bobby Kennedy said in 1966, "Like it or not, we live in times of danger
and uncertainty." We didn't actually appreciate as a nation what that truly
meant until thirty-five years later. That day...

Even for the Television Academy, Septembers won't be the same. The red
carpet, once only a diversion, will now be a yardstick for the spirit of
life going on, as reflected in our evening gowns and tuxedos. The Emmys are
destined to closely follow the anniversary markings of "that day" in future
years.

Our Septembers have lost their innocence. Something good has ended and
something less good has begun. But there is still hope. There must always
be hope.

Take a moment now, and think about this, the full quote from Bobby Kennedy:

"Like it or not, we live in times of danger and uncertainty. But they are
also more open to the creative energy of men than any other time in
history..."