This was a spiritual occurrence that we had in New Jersey, looking over to Manhattan, New York. Weβve got rained out. But Mother Nature gave us a beautiful moment to witness.
β¦ after September 11, the world would never be the same.
WE WILL NEVER FORGET β¦ 09-11-2001
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We Remember
For many, September 11, 2001, began like any other weekday. We made our way to work. Children attended school. We shopped, had coffee, and waited in line at a drive-thru. Those of us who werenβt in New York City heard the first reports on the radio or television. A friend or neighbor alerted us to a plane flying into one of the Twin Towers. We felt disbelief. An accident, perhaps, a miscalculation. Then, a second plane flew into the second tower. Our disbelief turned into uncertainty and concern.
Those on the ground faced terror and obstacles they had never known. But then, as a set of coordinated suicide attacks organized by the militant group Al Qaeda targeted the World Trade Center, the rest of the nation witnessed the unbelievable. And then a third plane crashed into the Pentagon. And yet another crashed into a field in Shanksville, PA.
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Memorial
Every year since that fateful day, the United States has come together to remember the fallen. We remember the first responders and those who made difficult decisions. Since that day, memorials have risen from the ashes.
It seems I got myself confused over the last few months. Iβm still unsure what kind of apples we are growing in our front yard. Iβm leaning toward βMcIntoshβ instead of βCrapappleβ. We still might be guessing for a little while. All we know is that these apples are delicious. Kevin, the girls, and I usually eat them right there, where we pick them. There is nothing better than a freshly picked apple.Β