September 11th came and went, and becomes more distant in our memories. I always remember as most the exact place I was when I heard about it. I think about it as one of the few days I can remember that the sound of laughter was gone, a day without humor, probably the only day I can remember. Here's last year's entry if anyone is interested.
http://theangrymiddle.blogspot.com/2007/09/beautiful-day.html#links
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