and it was just a wonderful thing to read this morning -- heartbreaking yet comforting that others still know what it all felt like. They speak of the "true meaning of Christmas" ... never have figured that out. But I feel in my marrow the true meaning of 9/11.
Oh, St. Vincent's.
Let's not forget the flip side! For a couple of days, the whole country loved New York for the first time since the Big Bang! 
Our neurons and synapses will never sort out that day, week, month, or living before and after. I still look for the towers when getting out of the subway, to orient myself to north and south. But they're gone.
Ahh, all we can do is ask one kid, before we die, to remember and pass along what went on in the underbelly of that made for tv event.
❤️
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