Walking down Fifth Avenue just after dark last night, we could see the two commemorative 9/11 light shafts. They were at the foot of Manhattan, shining their seemingly endless high blue columns into the sky. The day itself – September 10 – had been weirdly reminiscent of September 11 in 2001. Absolutely beautiful weather, not …
9/11
As this day of limited national mourning comes to an end, I am reminded of something I bring out sometimes. Not every year on September 11, but often, because I need to find some sort of strength in what we – as a nation – experienced nineteen years ago. And this year I choose to …