I’m visiting my buddy in New York City next weekend.
20 years ago today, that city was attacked by terrorists.
There are plenty of past and current events with more death and destruction—some led by us—but being invaded leaves a different kind of unease.
It feels worse to have a stranger sneak in and steal money from us than it does our little brother taking cash from our wallets.
I have friends who lost family members on 9/11.
I’m not a sentimental person, but I’ll spend the day reflecting.