Remembering 9/11

It was a beautiful sunny morning. That’s how most people remember it. But my 9/11 was on a Saturday, 3 years after yours.

That was the day  I laid my son down for his final rest.

In that grief I can feel the grief of others who lost their loved ones on 9/11 and every other day. And as we begin our 10-year reflection this morning I hope that we remember not only the 2,819 people who were killed directly in the attacks, but also the

and all of their mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles and grandparents.

Perhaps we can also reflect on whether our approach to combating our foes is truly the best for both us and the rest of the world.

Does this use of force, both overt and clandestine, represent the best we have to offer in dealing with an enemy? Does it leave our society improved in any way? Does it reflect our values?

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