Eleven years ago today, I was sitting in my living room after getting my then 12 year old grandson out the door and on his way to sixth grade. I turned on the news to find the anchors speculating on some crazy, horrible mistake made by air traffic controllers in NYC. An image of one of the twin towers in flames filled the screen, and as I watched in horror, a second place flew into view.
It took a moment to recognize that it was headed directly for the second tower, and as it struck I cried ou...
Published on September 11, 2012 13:05