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We Shall Never Forget

Because of our five-year age difference, my hubby and I have always had a running joke about where we were during 9/11.  I first asked him this question in one of our late night phone calls after we'd just started dating.  As so many of us vividly remember exactly what we were doing when the towers fell, so too did he.

He told me he was in his first year of flight school after college and that the base immediately grounded all of the planes.  After telling a little more about the day, he asked me the same question.  My response was a little different than his, "I was in my first period government and economics class."

We couldn't help but laugh in thinking how different of places we were in our lives at that time--me still in high school and him having completed college and starting his career as an aviator.  Obviously we both got older and ended up meeting at a time when our worlds weren't so different, but we love thinking on times when that wasn't the case..."When you were 20, I still wasn't able to drive on my own... when you were starting kindergarten, I was just a few months old."  While that particular 9/11 conversation is a funny memory for us, it also is a great illustration of what a monumental day it was in our country's history.

I don't think anyone, no matter what age, what place in their life, will ever forget where they were when the towers fell.  And we shouldn't.  We shouldn't forget those who went off to work that day and never came home.  We shouldn't forget those who sacrificed their own lives in an attempt to save someone else's.  There was a great amount of heartache and humility that day and the days to follow, and in a time when our country is seeming so divided, it would be great to cling to the latter of the two again.  Let us remember the lives lost, the tears shed and the love found.  We were all affected.  And we shall always remember.

We shall never forget,
We shall keep this day,
We shall keep the events and the tears
in our minds, our memory and our hearts 
and take them with us as we carry on.


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