Haven’t forgotten
I've heard people reflect on where they were when JFK got shot, when Princess Di died, when the Edmund Fitzgerald sank... I'm a millennial. I remember the day the towers fell. In 2001, I was a student at Melvin H. Kreps Middle School in East Windsor, New Jersey. Mid-morning on Sept. 11, my classmates and I filed into our sixth-grade English class and took our seats to find our teacher in a state of distress. She was tearful, struggling to speak, and we were trying to find out what was going on. She managed to choke out something about the Twin Towers and a plane. I had no idea what ...