This blog post doesn't need any images,
because I think the images are still fairly clear in most of our minds...
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Eleven years ago:
I'll never forget riding the bus back to my dorm room after a morning college class. During that bus ride I overheard a couple other students mention a plane crash. I remember being saddened just thinking about a plane crash, and I hoped that no one had been hurt. After the bus ride, I finally arrived at my dorm and walked inside to discover that every single dorm room door was open. It seemed odd at the time, but I did not think too much of it. However, while walking down the corridor I noticed everyone sitting in front of their televisions, and I quickly realized the seriousness of the events that took place that day. It took me a few moments to connect what I overheard on the bus with what was unfolding on every television in America.
I will never forget the lives lost, the destruction that took place, and the scar that was left on all of our hearts. That day reminded us of the evil on earth, but it was also a great display of the good that comes through those who help when others are in need. Let us all be united by good. May we heal old wounds with kindness and love and not hate. September 11th was a day when we all learned just how fragile life can be, and it reminded us all to hold our loved ones a little bit closer.
I will never forget that day.