If you are old enough to remember 9-11, you remember where you were that day. I remember the shock and disbelief of watching the planes and the towers. I remember the chaos at school where everyone wondered if life would ever be normal again. I remember.
The thing I'm learning about history is that we often forget. That is one of the reasons we build memorials: to remind us of events and people. As I stood on Omaha beach in Normandy and as I read the Bible, I am reminded that we need to remember.
Today, I remember.
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