Nineteen years ago today I remember thinking that the plane crashing into the Twin Towers must have been an accident. No one would be able to attack the US even if they dared try. I spent the rest of the day in shock, knowing that all my fellow Americans felt the same.
Sixteen years ago today I wasn't thinking anything--just feeling great joy as I held my first grandchild, my first granddaughter, in my arms and watched her wonderful baby face reflect her confusion, displeasure, and curiosity at her sudden introduction into her new world.
Remembering both days left me with leaky eyes all day.
That was ok with me.
Louise (and Duane)
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