On This Horrible Day.

Every generation has their time markers. An event that everything is defined as either before or after. For many, it's world war II, or for some it's when the Dodgers left Brooklyn. For us, now, it will forever be 911. That horrible day when we witnessed islamic terrorists destroy two of the worlds largest buildings, taking thousands of people with them. We all lost something that day, but gained a valuable perspective, and a renewed vigor to live life to it's fullest, in the memory of those who were killed. I hope everyone is good, and I mean this from the bottom of my heart.