Eight years.

You know what?  The one thing that sticks with me after all this time is this one image.  Not of the planes hitting, or the burning, or the Pentagon with a hole, or a crater in Pennsylvania.  That’s all there, and it will never go away.  The feeling of total helplessness is still fresh in my memory like it just happened this morning.

But there’s one image.  One image that if I live a million years will still be seared in every detail in my mind.

This one:

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