The Day The Towers Fell - A Belated 9/11 Retrospective
Why I will "never forget" but why I hope America will.
Like the tri-state area where I grew up, the Bay Area region in which I now live is marked by its bridges and waterways, and the views of a mystical skyline rising out of the fog. I find myself holding my breath as I cross the rickety Richmond Bridge, a habit learned on childhood’s countless journeys to and from my grandparents’ house, across the Tappan…
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