9-11 is the defining event of my generation. The ‘Kennedy Moment’ so to speak. Everyone knows where they were, how they felt, what happened to them.
In the end though, what we felt, where we were, what happened to us does not matter.
Not on 9-11.
9-11 is a day for those who lost someone; for those who tried to help on the scene. For those who fell and for those heroes who tried their best to pick up those fallen. Its not for me, or anyone else. Just for the victims and for the heroes who were in New York, Washington and in rural Pennsylvania.