It's hard to believe that it has been 11 years since 9/11.  I don't believe there is anyone who will forget that day, or forget where they

were when they heard the news.  I can remember exactly where I was. 

This morning my daughter woke me up and reminded me what the day was.  She wasn't born yet, but in school they have taught

about the day, and how profound it was and still is.

In the paper this morning, I read that the rescue workers who have now have cancer which has been linked to that day and the work

that they did trying to help.

The effects, and the aftermath of that day are going to reverberate for years to come.  My heart goes out to all of those families,

wife's, mother's, sister's, father's, brother's, grandmother's, grandfather's, children who have been affected by that day.

We will never forget, we have not forgotten.