I guess I could date myself and say that I remember where I was the day John F. Kennedy was shot. There are those moments in history that are so powerful that time cannot diminish your memories. I remember where I was when I heard the news of the first plane crashing into one of the towers. I was leading a Bible study and the pastor interrupted us so we could pray. We ended our study early so everyone could go home to follow the televised reports. All the events of the day are so horrifying.
This is a day for reflection. Please remember all of the families that were affected during this tragedy. And, if you see a first responder, a police officer or fireman or ambulance driver, please thank them for all that they do!
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