A friend of mine from Job #2 is a 6th grade History teacher. He said that he was talking about September 11th with his kids in class yesterday, and that many of them didn't remember the actual day. They were 4 or 5 at the time.
I can't imagine living in a world where there is only war and terror. I am so grateful that I remember other times, and I look forward to the day when that peace returns. K, my beautiful niece, turns 6 tomorrow. I never really thought of her having been born in a time of such tremendous upheaval, but there it is. So sad.
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Learning to take every day as it comes and poke ripples in the water with a sharp stick.
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