9/11 — A Day Never Forgotten
I will never forget the morning of September 11, 2001.
My son was a year old, and we had gone downstairs. I poured him a little cup of Cheerios to tide him over for a few minutes and was flipping through the channels looking for something to watch.
I remember coming across the news channel directly after the first tower was struck. I sat there, my heart hurting, praying for the survivors…