Ten years. A lot can happen in ten years. All those 9/11 babies are now ten year olds. Imagine that. They are now in fifth grade, about to start middle school in a year. Some of them probably already had their first crush. And their first heartaches. Some of them are growing up to be lovely people, salt-of-the-earth decent human beings. Some of them are bullies and future crackheads and alchoholics. Black sheeps who wouldn't be the best stories they feature on the commemorative tv specials.
It's hard to know what the future holds, in another ten years. All we know is that memory plays a part in who we are. Sometimes it makes us better, and sometimes it haunts us like ghosts.
I am sure this is true for everyone whose lives were directly, and indirectly, impacted by what occurred on September 11 ten years ago.
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