I think we all knew where we were, and I don't think it gets easier every year.
I'm not really concerned with what the WTC and Pentagon stood for - what I care about are the people who were lost, and the people that rushed to their aid. The people of Flight 93 that took back their plane too late in Pennsylvania.
I went to NYC in December of 2001 and stood at the edge of the rubble - caught dead in my tracks as I marveled at just how small I am - just as I had marveled when I had gone in 1999 and stood beside these mountains of steel and concrete for the first time.
We are so small when we are alone. When we come together and support each other, we make mountains.
I won't forget.
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