Never Forget
This sweet kid looked like he’d lost his very best friend. NYers and living in Miami where transplants are everywhere, it always hit close to home. September 2001, and like many 17-year-olds, my thought pattern at that point was a shallow, never-ending cycle of guitars, girls, football, my car, etc. Abraham Lincoln’s that brought to mind the families of 9/11 victims and first responders sickened by their work at Ground Zero.
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It also happened to be when the city had put up those Twin Lights for the first time as a memorial where the towers once stood. Mementos hanging on make-shift fences and memorial walls were heart-wrenching. There were more than a few times that I had to wipe tears from my eyes. The 3,000 killed on 9/11 were innocent civilians or uniformed police and fire officers trying to help save lives.
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