Hard to believe it’s been 7 years. I was just a young 24-year-old kid when America was under attack. I remember every detail of that day vividly. I woke up in the morning just like every other work day. I drove north on Route 93 just like I had been doing all summer. Just as I hit Somerville and the Schraft’s building, Howard Stern and the gang broke the news of the plane hitting the first tower. They, and most of the Western world, thought it was just an accident, so they treated it lightly. By the time I reached my office, the second plane had struck and the world knew it was no accident. We all changed that day. It was my generation’s JFK and RFK rolled into one. I’ll never forget where I was, who I was with, who I called, and what I did that day. It was all a blur, but it’s remained crystal clear in my memory. I ended 9/11/01 by driving straight to my precinct voting station and voting in that year’s local primaries. It was my way of using citizenry to not let the terrorists win. Each year, on each successive anniversary of 9/11, we cope a little better, we get a little bit more normal, we get on with our lives as usual, but we always remember. Here’s to hoping that we’ll always remember, but we’ll always remember to not let the terrorists win.
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