I don't have a lot to say about 9/11 today. I guess I'm relieved it's gray and rainy here, because to have a bright sunny day again would make it worse.
I said quite a bit here in 2006, when I could finally write about it. I called my father at 9:42 AM this morning.
And I appreciate this; the conspiracy circus seems to have largely left town, loose change jingling in their pockets.
Mostly, I pray for the victims, and the heroes of the NYFD and NYPD. Tonight, I'll toast their sacrifice.
Be well, everyone.