12 years ago today, 343 firefighters died in the line of duty, and rougly ten times as many people total lost their lives in New York, Pennsylvannia and Virgina. (Yes folks, the Pentagon is in Virginia.)
I’m all for a stiff upper lip and keeping on with life, but so many lives were changed that day, because of those terrorist attacks, and I think it is a disservice not to pause and reflect.
This flag hangs behind my father inlaw’s desk in his office. We owe it to them and to those who loved them, to keep remembering.