Take a moment and reflect on the date, a terrible anniversary indeed.
I recall the generation of my parents claiming that they all remember what they were doing the day that President Kennedy was assassinated or the day that Elvis Presley died.
9/11 is such a day for me. I’ll always recollect with great detail how that morning passed in my life.
It was a Tuesday. If I remember correctly, you were home and I was in the art gallery working that day. Jenn was in charge at the store. We were all very stunned. It’s not a day I like to revisit.