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Journaling: 9.11.2006 - I wasn’t in New York City on 9.11 2001. I’ve never visited ground zero after the fact either. On that fateful day
in our country’s history, I was in Utah, married for a year and a full time college student. I didn’t see the first tower hit by an airplane...
but some of the students in my math class did. I couldn’t figure out why most of the girls in my class were crying and discussisng how
awful the world was. After class, I rushed home and all too soon learned of everything happening. I watched the towers crumble on
television. I learned about another hit on the Pentagon, and then the crash of Flight 93. Lets fast forward 5 years.
I recently visited my mom. During my visit I gathered pictures of myself from my childhood so that I could scan them into my computer
and have a digital copy for scrapbooking. One evening a few days ago I was thumbing through the pictures, excitedly recalling moments
from my childhood. When I came across this photo I said, “Oh, here is when I went to New York with my family!” Then... as I looked closer,
I grew silent. For in the background I noticed something. In this photograph taken in June of 1993, when I was 12 years old, stands
something now nonexistent in the NYC skyline. Through the smog and haze stands a barely visible silhouette of the Twin Towers. If you
look really close and hard, you can see it. Standing proud and tall. And this? This is my small, way of paying tribute to those who died on
this day, five years ago. This is me, saying thanks to the first responders. And, this is me, saying I will always remember 9.11.

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