I am sure there are going to be literally thousands upon thousands of blog posts today about 9/11.

It’s taken me a full day just to figure out how I want to approach this subject.

Eight years ago and I still remember every single thing that happened that day.

Yet, I can barely remember what I ate for lunch last Tuesday.

My grandparents had Pearl Harbor, my parents had the assassination of JFK, we have 9/11.

On 9/11/2001, Sean was a senior in high school, Matt a sophomore, Emily just 10 months old. On 9/11, I remember Doug calling me from his office to say that ‘they’ thought a plane flew into one of the Twin Towers.

I remember getting on the phone and calling my colleague, Walter, who worked at Smith Barney asking him if he knew anything. His voice was frantic as he told me that his wife worked across the street from the World Trade Center and he had to go and make sure she was o.k.  Read more...