I always remember where I was, who I was with, I was 200 miles from ground zero. While I miss my Mom, this is not a memory I would want to relive. Not for 100 days with her. I am not that selfish as to cause so much more hurt. That day still gives me chills. That day still hurts. That day is a day I remembered, with my mother, who is gone now. The only thing I would do if I had that day back was to look at my parents, hug them deeply, tell them how thankful I am for both of them and how grateful I am for my life and their love. Thirty mins in New York City on September 11th, 2001.......ended so many lives.....and changed so many more for the next 20....30...40...100 years. Never forget. Bob
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