And shall never forget. Never.
Our families expand and contract, we make new friends while others drift off, holidays come and go. This day, 13 years ago, means something different for each of us. But for a brief moment, we were one in our horror, our incredulity, our mourning; for what had happened, and for what we knew as a way of our existence, all of our existences: gone.
Life goes on, it must; life insists upon this. So while we take a moment to remember where we were or what we were doing that morning; a moment to remember those in the towers and on the ground; the innocent passengers on the planes; and all the emergency personnel who so bravely sought to save as many as they could… let us also never forget the greatness of this country and all she stands for. God Bless Our Great Nation – God Bless America.
[Update: Cyn, because… you know…]
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