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Smithsonian website

Although I was only five years old when the attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon happened I will never forget the day. I remember the panic of the teachers in my kindergarten class and who my mother picked me up form school even though she promised I could take the bus because I liked the driver. My father came home early that day, which was odd, I later learned he left his office in Philly and walked to Boathouse Row before someone gave him a ride. I don't remember the days after 9/11 but in December my family took a trip to Aruba and the security was extra high. I remember thinking anyone of the people on my plan could kill us and I was fearful the whole plan ride. Over time I got use to the airport security's long lines and their close check off baggage. I don't remember going on a plane before 9/11 but my parents tell me it was a lot different than it is now. I can't even begin to image the horrors that the victims and there families went through. God Bless them and God Bless America.

I will start the day the same way I do every year. I will watch the TV specials about the day. It is heartbreaking to see the victims families as the mourn their lost loved ones. I also say a silent prayer for those lost and their families so they can find peace in the horrible tragedy.