I will remember this day for the rest of my life. Its memory is as alive now as it was that morning. A beautiful September day that brought no hint of the tragedy that would come. I stood at the windows of our office, in disbelief, as the second plane struck. I watched the first tower fall. It’s an image that will never leave me. I remember being on the Verrazano Bridge, watching the exodus from lower Manhattan as waves of dust spread across the harbor and city. That day changed so much. I pray for our Nation that we never forget that day, and that we remain vigilant of the enemies who would destroy us from afar and from within. Sadly, too many seem to have forgotten.
