It's been seven years since I was 21 years old, an unknowing unwitty adult, still without full time employment.. A month before I got a full time job a few planes rocked the world, and changed forever my life. Everyone's life. I went back a few years and read through some other 9/11-related writings.. And now 7 years later as the impact appears to be wearing off on the nation, today it didn't with me. I was listening to NPR on my way to work.. I cried a bit. I kept thinking about those dead.. those thousands of dead. Forever dead--but forever young. Forever stuck in the year 2001.. I think of wives that had dinner plans for the evening--dinner that was never had. I think of children waiting for dad to come home--and he never came home. I think of plans for late summer weekend getaways out of the city of New York--getaways that never got away.. So much lives lost within minutes, if not seconds.. Today, Barack Obama and John McCain put their campaign on hold. They made appearances, but neither candidate got political .. thank God. Today, bells tolled as families of victims clutched photos of loved ones.. And remembered. For memories now is what they have.. Memories of what would have been .. if only those that died would have lived into the evening.. 7 years ago today. September 11, 2001.. Never forgotten. . . Or is it?

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