It seems like every generation has an event that all of them remember. For my mom, it was the assassination of President Kennedy. But for my generation, it is the day that the planes flew into the twin towers. I still remember exactly what I was doing when I got the shocking news. It was the first day of school, and I was running around frantically getting my kids ready. A friend called me and told me to turn on the television. For the next several hours, we were all glued to the news. Needless to say, the kids were late to school that day.

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