I wasn’t going to let myself get caught up in September 11th this year. I was just going to focus on the present and let it go. Then I totally failed at that and went through all of my previous posts on September 11ths over the years.
Two years ago I wrote a big long entry on everything I did that day. I closed it with a little postscript:
My parents had Kennedy. Their parents had Pearl Harbor. My only hope now is that my step kids never get an event of their own.
Well, so much for that. The kids have a thing of their own now. Oh, and our Federal government knew it was going to be horrible and decided to ignore it. 192,000 corpses, all laying at the cheeto dictator’s feet.