Everyone’s doing their “stories of the decade” lists this week. (It seems like yesterday we were doing all the Y2K this and Y2K that stories, doesn’t it?)
We can look back on all the highs and the lows, the heroes and the scoundrels, but it says here that everything pales in significance to what happened on September 11th, 2001, and the consequences of that horrific morning.
Having done this job in one capacity or another for 35 years, I think it’s safe to say this isn’t the story of the decade. It’s the story of our lives. So far.
Did we learn anything from that day? Or did we just move on because we’re so damn busy?
One young man…a child of privilege, an Ivy Leaguer…did take something from that day. You can read his story here. His name is Nick Francona. Terry’s son. I’m glad he’s on our side.